Page 380 of The Sinner: James

“She’s not sure if she wants to have a wedding now or after the baby arrives. We’ll probably pick a date sometime next year. Too many things are happening right now, and too many adjustments need to be made. Adding a wedding to the mix would only increase her stress.”

“I understand.”

“We’re hoping for a spring or summer wedding.”

“Sounds good.”

“In the meantime, I want her to feel settled in my home.”

“It makes sense,” I murmur, both heading to the door. “I’m happy for you, man,” I say, patting him on the shoulder.

He looks at me, smiling while I continue.

“Fucking Ed Preston. A husband and a father.”

I shake my head, grinning.

“I knew she was the woman for you, man, but even I didn’t know you had it in you,” I say.

Laughing, we exit his suite and walk to the elevator.

* * *

RAIN

“They’re already downstairs,”I murmur, reading James’ message on my phone. “Are you ready?” I ask in a louder voice, glancing at the bathroom door.

“Eve?”

A sound comes from inside the bathroom before the door swings open, and she walks out.

“How do I look?”

My gaze dips before drifting up.

“What did you do?” I ask, studying her eyes, lips, and hair.

“Nothing. It’s just makeup.”

“You’ve never looked like this,” I murmur, fascinated. “And blue is definitely your color.”

An azure dress hugs her body. Delicate spaghetti straps highlight her tanned shoulders, and cups emphasize her chest, the garment setting off her waist.

“Turn around.”

She twirls for me, showcasing her dress.

The soft fabric follows the contour of her butt.

Her silver heels–– a meshwork of straps that tie around her ankles–– emphasize her calves, lifting her rear even more.

“You’ve been working out, haven’t you?”

“I’ve learned from you.”

“Good job.”

I raise my eyes.

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