Page 98 of The Fear of Falling

Benson grins. “I’ll handle everything else.” He hops up and helps me to my feet, smiling down at the ring sparkling on my finger. “Then we’ll get married.”

Grabbing my phone, I consider what I’m about to do as I pull up my text thread with my sister. Benson and I have been dating for a year now, so this isn’t completely crazy. Is it? Even if it is, the thought of marrying Benson in the city where we first started to fall in love just feelsright. And it’s not just me. Benson thought the same thing, and so far our ideas together have never steered us wrong.

I take a deep breath, then send out a text I won’t be able to take back.

Dani responds immediately.

Avery:

If I fly you out to Italy in a couple of days, will you be my maid of honor?

Dani:

Maid of…

Days?!

What??

Avery!!

I look at Benson, who returns my gaze with the kind of look that melts me from the inside out. Yeah, this might be the best idea we’ve ever had.