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I stopped and took her hands. “Absolutely not. I just thought we both needed to rest in the room.”
I paid for a penthouse so we’d have time alone. Once we had the key fobs and were walking to the elevator, she said, “Oh, and if you still want help analyzing financial documents, I’d love the job.”
I nodded as the doors opened. “I’ll speak to Charlie and Hope when we get back, but you’re perfect for the team.”
As the doors closed, she said, “You’re only saying that because I’m marrying you.”
“I’m saying it because you’re the most qualified person I know, and you can stand being around me.”
She pressed her hand to my chest. “Of course I can. I love you.”
I would never get tired of hearing that. Once we were in the room, I asked, “Any theme you want for a wedding? It is Vegas.”
She lounged on the couch. “I’m not into some Elvis thing, and while the wizards were fun to read about… not my wedding. No to the red wedding or anything gamey. Is there anything classy?” Then she picked up the hotel brochure.
I sat beside her. “Paris?”
“Paris…” She sounded like she was in a dream for a second, and then she sighed. “Now, that sounds better, and it would be a great place for a honeymoon, but this hotel has a small chapel.”
I glanced at the picture she held in her hand. “We’ll do it all, then.”
She’d made it easy. All I needed to do was to call downstairs. I winked, and she laughed and said, “You drive a hard bargain.”
Avril made me feel better about everything. She sat up with more color in her cheeks as I said, “And we’ll check on your sister in Switzerland.”
She scooted closer to me. “You have yourself a deal.” She offered me a handshake, but I tugged her hips closer. I needed her, and if she was here and this was all real, then it was time to taste every part of her again and again.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Avril
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My body hummed from the night before. We’d been desperate to be together. It was like I was someone else with Kir. I was fierce, bold, and demanding.
After my shower, his phone beeped. That meant the people he’d hired to assist me for our wedding day were here. I signed the prenup his lawyer sent over.
Then I took Kir’s warm hands. “You’re sure your mom won’t kill me?”
He kissed my hand. “Maman will plan a second family wedding, but this is just for us.”
And l hoped my sister would be able to be there. She was the person I missed that day. I stared into his eyes. “Are you sure?”
He nodded and walked with me closer to the door. “It’s what she did with Joel when he eloped in Tennessee.”
My stomach had fewer butterflies than before. “As long as they don’t hold it against me.”
I reached for the door but then stopped and tugged on his shirt to bring him to me. Once our lips met, and I burned. I needed his fire. I would never have enough of him.
Behind us, I heard sighs. He let me go. “I’ll see you soon, my love.”
A petite blond woman said, “So, your husband-to-be is clearly doting.”
We went into a separate room next door, and I said, “He’s wonderful.”
Three other women were waiting for me. I saw a makeup station, a hair station, and a woman near another door. The blonde guiding us asked me, “Where did you meet?”
The woman near the door waved for me to join her, so we walked over as I said, “On a beach in Hawaii. Really, though, my best friend is marrying his brother.”
