Page 140 of Vengeful Vows

We drive to the jeweler.

“I cannot wait for the wedding,” Lara gushes, and Paige glares at me.

“Why do we have to do this so early?”

“Because Bree wakes up early.” I drag her out to the car.

The jewelry shop has just opened when we walk in. By the wide eyes and almost salivating mouths, I can tell they took one look at my expensive clothes and know they’re going to get a huge commission.

They start out by showing me the biggest diamonds, but I wait, letting Paige and Lara browse around.

Lara’s the one that finds it—a diamond inlaid with sapphires and rubies, and it’s dainty and beautiful with a white-gold band.

“It’s perfect,” Paige breathes.

“I know,” Lara says, and I snort, walking over to the cashier.

“I’ll take it.”

“Very well, sir. That will be twenty thousand dollars.”

“Do you accept Visa or Mastercard?”

“Either is fine.” She swipes the card and gets the ring in a beautiful box that I put in my pocket before we leave.

As soon as we get home, I go up to my father’s office.

“I want us to go out to Natalia’s for dinner tomorrow,” I tell him. “All of us.”

“You might have trouble pinning down Gray.”

“I won’t.” I shrug. “I’ve already told him.”

My father looks up at me, eyes sparkling. “First the divorce, and now this? What’s your plan, boyo?”

“I’m going to do this the right way. The way she’s always deserved.”

He smiles. “Then I’ll be there with bells on.”

Bree isn’t dressed by six o’clock, and I’m in an Armani suit, standing over her as she lounges on the bed.

“I don't think I feel up to going,” she grumbles, and I grab her by the ankle, yanking her to the end of the bed.

She squeals and giggles, her hazel eyes brighter as she looks up at me.

“You're going," I order, and she sits up before going to the bathroom.

When she comes out, she is wearing a blue dress and has her hair curled, makeup on.

I smile. “That’s more like it.”

“What, you don’t like me barefaced and messy-haired?”

“I like you every way. But tonight, I’m glad you look so beautiful.”

She looks at me. “Declan, what are you up to?”

I shrug. “I can't take my beautiful girlfriend out on the town?"

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