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“See, it’s happy, and it’s sexy, but it’s not elegant. It’s a girl having fun, not a woman in love.”

Grant nodded. He could see what she meant.

“Why don’t you choose?”

He shook his head. “I wouldn’t know how.”

“Yes, you would. Just pick something.”

He smiled as he rifled through the racks of clothes. He had no clue what he was looking for. A dress. He knew that much. He stopped when he reached a frilly white number. He pulled it out and looked at it. He reckoned it would look pretty damned hot on her—and it kind of reminded him of a wedding dress—which he liked. “How about this?” he asked uncertainly.

She laughed and reached up to plant a kiss on his lips. “It’s perfect!”

“It is?”

She nodded. “I’ve almost worn this dress a few times since I’ve known you.”

“Why haven’t you?”

“I’ll tell you if you promise not to laugh.”

“I promise.”

“Well, to me, this one reminds me of a fairy godmother. It’s all white and frilly. I almost wore it because I wanted some good fairy to come along and grant all my wishes, but I didn’t because I didn’t believe it would ever happen. Now all my wishes are coming true, and I get my Grant, too.”

He chuckled and planted a kiss on the tip of her nose. “You’re adorable.”

“Thanks. Let’s see if you still think so when I put this thing on.”

She might have taken forever to decide what to wear, but he was grateful that she didn’t waste any time getting ready once she had. She had the dress on and her hair and makeup done in under twenty minutes. Grant was impressed and relieved they weren’t going to be late.

~ ~ ~

Chelsea looked around as Grant pulled up outside her parents’ house. “Wow. I thought it was just us coming for dinner. Look at all the cars.”

Grant nodded but didn’t say anything. He seemed nervous, which surprised her. He usually held his own without a problem—and turned on that Leo charm of his.

They got out of the car, and Grant took hold of her hand as they made their way past all the cars parked in the circular driveway. Chelsea was puzzled. “Look,” she said. “Gene and Rita are here. That’s Molly’s car. That’s Antonio’s. See that Porsche over there? That’s what Cam bought for Piper when she moved here.”

Grant nodded. “They must have decided to make a party of it.”

“I guess. I hope we can get in with Dad and Smoke and get the papers signed.”

“I’m sure they’ll want to get that taken care of first.”

Chelsea looked up at him before they started up the stairs to the front door. “Are you okay? We don’t have to go in. I wasn’t expecting there to be this many people either.”

He chuckled. “I’m fine. There’s nothing I want more than to go in there.”

“Are you joking?”

“I’ve never been more serious.”

“Okay then.”

They went up the steps, and she pushed the front door open. It felt as though everyone stopped talking when they entered the great room. She stared around at everyone, feeling paranoid for a moment, wondering if they all knew that she was officially going out on her own with Zosca and expecting her to fail. She got a few smiles, and the hum of conversation continued. She was just imagining things.

Her Mom waved and came to greet them. “There you are. I was starting to wonder if you were coming.”

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