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Before Silver, I didn’t know what that word meant. After her, it simply means...my Butterfly. My chaos. My world.
She understands
when I need a challenge and she doesn’t shy away from meeting me head-on. That’s what I love the most about Silver. The fact that she never backs away and never gives up. Actually, she needs the challenge as much as I do, and that’s why she’s the perfect woman for me.
And because she is, I intend to live the rest of our lives proving that fact.
Sebastian kisses his daughter on the cheek before he gives her to me. Her smile is still shy, but those blue eyes? Fuck, how they look at me.
I’m the one who’s obsessed with seeing myself in her eyes, not the other way around. I’m the one who can’t get enough of how they look at me.
“Notice something?” she whispers.
“What?”
“Nothing?” Her lips pull into an adorable pout.
“You should know by now that I notice everything about you.” I motion at her dress’s ribbon with the butterfly brooch on it. “Fucking butterflies.”
“If you call them cockroaches with wings, I’ll kill you.”
I chuckle, tugging her to me because the distance between us is blasphemy. “They’re bright and beautiful and make people happy, just like you, my Butterfly.”
Her cheeks turn a deep shade of red. “Then you’re more important than them, because you make me happy, Cole. You make me so happy.”
“And I will continue to.”
“Are we really getting married?” she whispers. “I still think it’s a dream.”
“Let’s tie the knot here and I’ll show you later whether or not it’s a dream, Mrs Nash.”
Her lips part and the urge to devour her hits me, so I do just that. I tie our own knot before anyone else can do it.
I’m hers.
She’s mine.
III
The Honeymoon
11
Astrid
“I can’t keep up.” I laugh as Levi takes my hand while we run through the rain.
Even though we always do this and I’ve gotten kind of used to standing under the rain when I’m in his company, I really can’t keep up with his long athletic legs.
He’s a football player, after all, and I still have no tolerance for physical activity, no matter how much Levi tries to implement that in me.
He stops, his fingers still intertwined with mine, and faces me, panting.
We’re in Vegas.
No kidding.
When I told Levi the story about how my parents got married here and that I would love to visit it one day, he surprised me with a honeymoon in Vegas.
