“No, I think it’s cute,” Lucy says, sitting on the edge of the bed and tilting her head to the side as she considers my second sundress-and-sweatshirt outfit in as many days. “I think you look beachy. Cool.” My shoulders slump a little as I look down at myself, considering. “I’m not sure ‘beachy’
“Ooookay,” Lucy says, shrugging and giving us both a pretty smile. She heads into the living room to wrap an arm around Tony’s waist, grinning up at him. “Come on, Bambs,” Frankie says, smiling at me and tilting his head towards the door. “You grab some money from the sugar daddy, I’ll grab the ca
“Fine, Frankie,” I say, my voice slow and angry. As the words start to spill from me, I wonder where the hell the hesitant girl from this morning went – the one who was too scared to come out of the bedroom without Lucy teasing me into it. “Even if you’re set on just brushing this under the rug, I a
“Because you’ve been ordered to?” I ask quietly, watching him carefully, needing to know. He raises from his little bow and meets my eyes with a seriousness I’m not sure I’ve seen in him before. “No, Bambi,” he replies. “Not because I’m ordered to.” And then he dips down, and grabs the basket I
“Christian,” I groan, looking again over my shoulder at the second car following us, which is packed with four people to our two. “Why are we going to church!?” “For the tenth time, Iris!” Christian laughs, glancing at me cheerfully. Honestly, if he weren’t so excited about this, I’d be completely
My mouth falls open a little bit. And then my jaw inches lower and lower as the moments pass, as I stare up into Christian’s beautiful face, as my brain just goes completely blank. Because what…what did he just say? “Utoh,” Nico says, coming close and smirking at me. “Who short-circuited the b
“Iris Smith,” Christian says quietly, taking my left hand in his and looking directly into my eyes. “You are, without a doubt, the love of my life. I have been overwhelmed, every day of my life – with you present in it and not – by your beautiful soul, your grace, your strength, and your courage. Yo
The priest takes a deep breath as we arrive at the front of the altar, both of us beaming, our little collection of friends and witnesses coming up behind. “I take it,” the priest says, raising an eyebrow at us. “That things have been sorted?” “Yes, Father,” Christian says happily, putting me ge