Chapter 113

“I want to call my sister and grandparents and tell them to pack. I think I want to get married by the end of the week.”

Creighton stared at her for a moment in stunned silence before wrapping her in his warm embrace, hugging her tight.

“You’re sure about this?” he asked a few moments later when she pulled away from him, looking into his dark eyes. “No regrets?”

“None,” she said shaking her head. “I feel in my heart that this is right and for the first time in my life, my common sense is quiet.” Creighton kissed the tip of her nose and smiled proudly at her.

“Then let’s get this mess over with and start working on our own lives.”

Sandra sat on the bed beside Creighton as they sorted through the many pictures of the past few days. He had called the Don and arranged to have him come to the hotel at five o’clock, insisting that Aryana needed to rest after their trip. Sandra then called and spoke with her grandparents, arranging for their trip to England. Creighton told his parents about