Sliding into the chair with ease, Az could still seem to not be able to stop smiling. Their little group was outshining the rest of the room for it, all grins and happiness. She swore she attempted to draw out the news, but at the same time, they were running low on time for a much better reason that something disastrous on the horizon.
Jeb had gone hours ago to ask Father Peter, who had given the okay. Or at least she believed so, she had not seen him since he had left, and knew that he would come back immediately if it was any other case. Despite her lack of Catholicism, she would prefer it to a Baptist ceremony, that was sure.
“Jeb asked me to marry him this morning,” there, there was her bursting with happiness, I cannot wait to throw my arms around him and be called his wife, news. “To marry him tonight, actually.” In just a few short hours. “And we were wondering if you two would be our witnesses.”