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Andrea
By the time the afternoon showers had abated, the decorations were destroyed. But, as they walked back up onto the deck and found all their friends and family waiting for them, just as drenched as she and Clay were, she didn’t have a care in the world. She was a Maxwell.
“Mr. and Mrs. Clay Maxwell, everybody!” Brady’s voice boomed over the crowd.
Everyone cheered at their union, laughing and whistling.
Andrea could barely catch her breath. This had all happened so fast. One minute, she had been lost in a world of anger and depression and guilt, and the next, she was happier than she had ever been in her entire life.
Andrea turned into Clay, and he pulled her in for another wet kiss. She giggled, completely ignoring the way her wedding dress clung to her body. When he releas
