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39

Cara

"To marriage." Eros raises his glass and I raise mine.

"To the Khazan family," I say with a smile.

He seems conflicted about that toast but nods and drinks. I sip my wine, eyeing him cautiously. Lycus, Helen, and Gareth left ten minutes ago, and now I'm alone in our room with Eros. He's sitting close, our thighs touching, the fireplace crackling with a low flame. I can feel the tension in his body.

"Can I ask you something?" I glance at him, feeling nervous.

He nods. "It's our wedding night. You can ask me anything."

"Why did you mother say she didn't think you'd ever get married?"

His smile is soft. "She worries too much, but in this case, I can't blame her. I was never interested in marriage until I met you."

"Are you worried our arrangement will—you know, hurt your mother?"

He nods slowly. "I've thought about that. Although my mother puts on the facade of a grieving widow, she's a Khazan to her core. She understands these things can be necessary. Besides, even if our marriage
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