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It had been a very long yet oddly quick week since Stephanie finally came home. They got the paperwork squared away, Sancho to the vet, and a few last patrols done. Well, he did the patrolling to keep his nerves steady. Marcelo's father sent a private jet to pick up his son, his soon-to-be daughter-in-law, their growing kitten and Brooke to bring them to São Paulo.

Marcelo had packed his wedding attire and a few toiletries for the most part. Also, a few things for the wedding night. Other than those, he still had belongings in Brazil he could still use. And whatever else he needed, he could buy. Thus, the cargo in the jet was left to the ladies.

He had not mentioned it was winter in Brazil until they landed. Once they all deplaned, it was a nice 65 F outside. There was a couple days to settle in. Brooke was set up in a five star hotel while Marcelo and Stephanie had the family's northern mansion to settle into. The back of the mansion's grounds nestled up to a national park with a lush bit of rain forest.

The day of the wedding, Marcelo couldn't stop pacing. Even with his father assuring him everything would be fine. The rooftop of the Hotel Unique was rented out for privacy so the vows could be said looking out over Ibirapuera Park. The civil servant was on time. Marcelo was decked out in his HUGO 'Amaoro Hill' Trim Fit Chintz Wool Suit, David Donahue Blue Dress Shirt, tie, belt, mercury dime cuff links, purple polka dot pocket square, and To Boot New York 'Winston' Oxfords.

Marcelo swallowed and tugged a bit on his Robert Talbot Lilac Woven Silk Tie. Per tradition for good luck, he hadn't seen Stephanie this morning. He wasn't completely sure she would show up. Mostly sure, but then her father might kidnap her or she changed her mind or karma would come back and bite him for leaving Helena before they married.

His father, as steady as ever and filling in as best man, readjusted his son's tie back properly and told him it would be fine. Also, Marcelinho needed to get ready. Stephanie would be there shortly.

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"You didn't have to." But of course, she would accept it graciously. "But thank you." She couldn't stop smiling. Her muscles were going to be all sore tomorrow. Though probably from a lot more than just smiling.

For her part, she was also thinking that he was a lovely man to gain as a father. She waited for him to lead on, because she wasn't quite sure where all to go yet.

"Não, I didn't have to. I wanted to." He offered his arm to her.

"Marcelinho gets you the rest of his life. I think he can handle escorting your friend to the ground floor. While the most beautiful woman in the city holds up her new yet old Dad." There was an unmistakable twinkle in his eye. Possibly because he had kind of sort of spurred this on in New York. By accident.

She took his arm happily.

She laughed. "I don't think you need holding up, but thank you." She actually blushed slightly. "I see Marcelo got all that charm from somewhere." She grinned and followed him downstairs to where the surprise was waiting.

He put his free hand to his chest. "That does my heart some good. Young people don't think I'm frail."

He was far from it. He wasn't as in as good of shape as he was in his prime, but he was still fit and vital. He just had a full head of silver hair to go with it.

Marcelo's father lead Stephanie down to the lobby and out of the hotel. There was a truck with a trailer waiting out front.

"Now, Marcelinho has told me quite a few things about you. So, I took a guess from something he once mentioned. I thought I could put something right for my new daughter."

"Good. It would be terrible if I broke your heart just after marrying your son." Stephanie teased lightly. She looked at the trailer with a truck. That was certainly interesting. It narrowed down the list of things it could be.

And what he said intrigued her further.

But before that, she kissed his cheek. "You already have, more than you know." The look she gave him was a very sincere, even serious one. She didn't know what Marcelo had told his father about hers, and what had happened, but likely, he'd heard enough about it.

"You remember that in a few years when I start pestering for netos ." He grinned a little. He would let them enjoy being married for a little while, but he wanted little ones to spoil some day. Though right now, he was going to spoil Stephanie.

Luíz gestured to the driver of the truck to get what was in the trailer out.

"I hope you don't mind gray. I thought it would remind you of the silver bull who gave it to you."

Out of the back of the trailer came a Mangalarga Marchador mare.

Stephanie practically gasped when she saw the horse come out. It was beautiful. It reminded her of some of the things she actually missed about home. It'd been so long since she'd been able to ride a horse. Seeing the mare brought up something that felt ancient inside her.

"She's beautiful." Stephanie replied, awed. And then she hugged Luiz again, a little too hard, before she remembered herself and kissed his cheek. "I'll have to think of names. Thank you!"

He had never been on the receiving end of one of Stephanie's powerful hugs. He had heard Marcelinho joke about them. Now, Luíz knew it was true.

He grunted at the rib compression and found it a little hard to breathe. He grinned when she kissed his cheek. Partially because she liked his gift and partially because he could draw air into his lungs again.

"Go on. Go introduce yourself. She was the one who listened when I sat in the stables and explained what kind of daughter I'd be getting. And the horse I wanted you to have."

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