Page 178 of Vicious Addictions

To me.

And second is the certainty that I will be walking down the aisle as planned—just not to the man I’m currently engaged to.

By the time the plane’s wheels touch the tarmac, I’ve made up my mind on my next course of action.

“So?” Remus says when he feels it’s safe to talk. “Are we turning this jet around or what?”

I get up from my seat and kiss him on the cheek.

“Yes. Yes, we are.” I smile widely, my eyes still bloodshot and red from all the crying I’ve done these past few hours.

“Hey, what about me? I deserve one, too!” Rolo exclaims. “I behaved.”

“Yes, yes you did,” I praise, thankful that I can always count on them for support. “I just need to see my dad first and pick up a few things before we leave.”

“That’s cool,” Rolo says, eyeing the stewardess’sarselike it’s a snack. “You two go on ahead without me. I’ll hang back here and keep the plane warm for you.”

I’m so happy that Rolo being his usually slutty self doesn’t even annoy me.

I quickly get out of the plane, with Remus at my heel, and go home.

Three hours later—thanks to London traffic—we arrive home, my father waiting for us in his office.

“Sweetpea!” he greets as he gets up from his seat. “God, but I’ve missed you, Mina. Let me look at you,” he says with open arms and a smile.

However, his smile falters when he sees how swollen my eyes are from crying.

“What is it, Mina? What happened to you?” he asks in his Boss voice.

“Nothing, Daddy! These are tears of joy!”

“Oh?” he asks, glancing at Remus for an explanation.

“Don’t look at me, uncle. I’m just here for the ride.” Remus laughs, sinking onto the couch and propping his legs up on the coffee table, crossing them at the ankles.

“But first things first, let me look at you,” I order, just to make sure my father didn’t take a turn for the worse while I was gone.

“I’m fine, sweet pea. I promise.” He waves off my concern.

“How did your exams go?”

“Well enough.”

“What does that mean, Daddy?”

“It means I know as much as you do. When I get the results, I promise you’ll be the first to know.”

I thin my lips and make a mental note to call his doctor in a few days’ time and ask her myself. I don’t trust my father not to hide things from me if he thinks it will worry me.

“Now, how about you tell me what brought on these happy tears?” my father insists, always one to want to share in my joy.

“I’m getting married!”

When my father’s brows knit together, I already know what he’s about to say.

“Yes, I’m aware. But I never expected that you’d be this excited about it.” He frowns.

“That’s because she’s not marrying Felix,” Remus cuts in, placing his arms behind his head.

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