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“I love you, Willow Brooks.”
Looking into his eyes, I see his love for me for the first time. There are no more walls keeping me out.
“It’s about time, Pretty-Boy,” I whisper as I lean forward to kiss him.
Epilogue
MISS SEBASTIAN
Lord give me strength or I’m going to choke the sexy right out of Rhett!
“I said I wanted purple ones,” I groan as I look at the monstrosities before my eyes.
Rhett looks at me all confused, then looks back at the fifty tablecloths he brought.
“They are purple,” he argues.
I look up to the heavens for the strength I asked for.
“Don’t strangle him. Don’t strangle him,” I whisper. “It took you an hour to do your nails, and you don’t have time to ruin them.”
“Why is Miss Sebastian praying?” Marcus asks suddenly, making my poor heart pound as if I just saw my very first ding-dong.
“One of these days, I’m going to kill one of you,” I threaten as I place my hand over my overexcited heart.
“Rhett volunteers,” Jaxson says behind me.
“For the love of everything bedazzled!” I swat him and only then remember my nails. “OMG! My nails.”
“Did you break one?” Della asks sympathetically.
“No, not yet. I’m praying I won’t ruin my nails today.”
She places her arm around my waist. “You need to take a break.” Then she looks at the tablecloths scattered at my red heels. “I thought you wanted purple ones.”
“Exactly!” I shriek. “Make this chunk of hunk understand.”
“They are purple,” Jaxson says.
“Yeah,” Marcus agrees. “They are definitely purple.”
“Guys,” my angel-girl snaps. “Those are lilac. Pick it all up and get it out of here. Rhett, go get the right color. This time take that sample you left on the table by the entrance with you.”
“My angel-girl,” I cry as I hug her to me. “You’re just in time to save my sanity. There’s so much nervous juju around me. I’m going to break something. I just know it.”
Leigh walks up to us, and in her no-nonsense way that even gets me to stop playing Bedazzled Jewels, she snaps at the guys, “Get to work. The launch is in three hours. If I catch any of you just standing around, I’ll start telling you in detail what a beautiful sound it is to hear a ribcage being cracked open.”
“That’s me,” Carter says, and he stops right in his tracks where he was walking towards us, turns his sexy ass around, and walks back to where Mia and Logan are busy talking to the catering staff.
The guys all scatter in different directions.
“Mia,” Della calls, waving Mia over to us. “We have a girl emergency.”
They usher me to the bar where Willow pours me something to drink.
“I’m gonna be all wrinkly after tonight. I swear my chunk of hunks are taking light years off me.”
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