So Wrong / Vampire Cheat

But she seemed to be okay with it now, or at least resigned, and in her last email she expressed some interest in wedding details.

The gift was a picture of us—Chloe and Greg, Patrick and me—after the wedding. I looked at the photo for a minute, studying our awkward happiness with awe and fascination.

Greg was staring at Chloe with tenderness, a content smile on his face. Patrick’s expression was calm and at ease. His arm was around my shoulders, and he looked like he had all he needed.

My lips were curved in a half-smile, trying to stifle a laugh after Patrick whispered a dirty joke in my ear to cheer me up. It was odd, but I hadn’t taken a picture with Patrick yet. Not since we became a couple. We looked right together, I noticed. We looked happy.

Chloe’s face was hard to describe. There was a sadness there, but also a sense of quiet satisfaction. Her smile wasn’t her usual wide and perfect smile, but her eyes shone with brilliant radiance. Patrick’s presence undoubtedly brought out