Starstruck Bonus Epilogue

Baxter's POV

Three Months After the Proposal

“More Than Anyone” by Gavin DeGraw

“Dude, I can’t believe you’re getting married today.”

Levi chuckles from where he’s lounging on the couch in Dylan’s basement, which has been dubbed the “groom’s suite” for the day. The girls are on the top floor getting ready in the master bedroom.

I huff a laugh. “Honestly? Neither can I,” I admit. I never expected I’d settle down, and I definitely never expected to be here only a few short months after proposing.

After I proposed to Lennon back in October, we went back and forth for a while about where and when to get married. I really didn’t have much preference—would’ve been happy to go down to the courthouse—and Lennon wanted something small. Two weeks after that day, she finally asked her brother if we could have it here—in her childhood home.

He agreed immediately.

I was a little surprised when she told me she wanted to have it here, mostly because she still hasn’t spent much time here since the reception they held after her parents’ funeral.

But at the same time, I understand why she wanted to. She grew up in this house. It’s the place I’m sure she feels closest to her parents, and I know she wanted to feel them with her today.

I think it was a good decision. It keeps things private and allows us to enjoy the best day of our lives with those closest to us.

Once that decision was made, it was just a matter of deciding when to do it. We both agreed that since we weren’t doing anything extravagant, there was no point in waiting. So we agreed on today, January twenty-fifth—just over one year after the day we first met.

Colt, Levi, and Dylan are standing up with me, while Paige, Isa, and Sadie are in Lennon’s bridal party. Sadie flew in from Nashville just for today, which I know Lennon really appreciates. Colt is happy about it, too, but I still can’t tell how he feels about the man she brought along with her.

We asked Jeremy to officiate, seeing as he’s been close to the Thornes for years and is pretty much the next best thing to one of her parents doing it. Isaac, Lennon’s nephew, is the ring bearer and Nora, her niece, is the flower girl. The only people in the audience are Kevin, Emma, Trevor, Nathan and his fiancée Macy, and a few others from the label.

“You ready?” Colt asks, patting my shoulder.

My jaw flexes as I stare at my reflection in the mirror, cuffing the sleeves of my black button-down. I nod as I grab the maroon suit jacket off the hanger next to me, shrugging it over my shoulders.

The truth is, I’m a bit nervous. After spending thirty-one years believing I’d never get married, being here now is surreal.

At this point, I’m just ready for the day to be done. I don’t want to wait a minute longer to call Lennon my wife.

“I’m good,” I tell him as I finish buttoning the jacket, adjusting my tie. “Let’s do this.”