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She winked and said, “You bet that sweet ass of yours it is.”
My heart murmured to confess my feelings. However, I kissed her cheek and said, “Well, I’ll let you eat and hop in the shower.”
She picked up her food like it had been delivered from heaven, and she called out, “I’ll be fed, full, naked, and ready.”
“I can’t wait to see your belly actually get bigger with my child inside.”
She met my gaze, and for one second, I thought she would tell me how she cared or how she felt. However, she sighed and said, “We have some time to go for that.”
Right. I needed not to push though the longer we spent together, the more I wanted to confess how she had my entire heart.
Chapter Nineteen
Britney
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My red lace plunging-neckline Jovani was sheer over my long legs, covering the important parts I didn’t want to put on display, and the long sleeves made the dress elegant.
But tonight was my time to shine, and I intended to sparkle.
And red had always been my best color. I checked myself in the mirror after I left my makeup team, whom I absolutely enjoyed having around.
I looked great. My skin radiated happiness. So I walked out and downstairs like I was some princess.
Michael’s eyes widened when he saw me, and my heart thumped. He was gorgeous in a black tux that fit him like a glove and showed off all those muscles of his.
When I made my way to him, I asked, “Do I look okay for this party?”
He kissed my cheeks. “You look dashing, darling. Let’s go so we can watch your friends debut.”
“Right.” I latched onto his arm, and my heart swelled. As we stepped into the limo, I realized a life with Michael forever would be pretty awesome.
Together with him, I was happier than I’d ever been.
He held my hand, and sparks rushed through me.
As we walked in line to greet the hosts, I gazed into the ballroom.
The women in white weren’t there. However, I focused on the host and hostess and said our hellos and thanked them for inviting us.
As we finished, we walked in where married couples were gathered and single men were seated near a stage.
We waved at Charlie and Kir, who had front-row spots.
Then the parade of single women, all in white, started.
I sipped on lemon water and clapped when Avril came out first.
She waved at Kir and circled back.
A few minutes later, Hope did the same thing.
Bernadette was next, and her dress was very demure and plain, like she’d purposefully found something that didn’t fit her, completing the look with a frown at seeing me.
After her, Kelly sparkled then Isabel. Miley was one of the last, and she looked entirely disapproving of the entire spectacle.
After the single women were allowed in, I saw my friends gathering but asked Michael, “Is that your sister over there?”
