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“Is it pointless to ask what you’re thinking about?” Yasmin asks from beside me.
I turn, smiling at – I hope – my future sister-in-law. Felix and I have been talking about our wedding a lot this past month.
We talk about it after we make love, lying there with his hand resting on my belly as though beckoning to the future life.
We talk about it over breakfast or when we’re supposed to be watching a movie. We both want at least three children, preferably four or five…though I haven’t had any luck there yet. We want the same thing.
We want a marriage.
So why hasn’t he proposed?
“No,” I say after a pause, my thoughts rioting, making it difficult to focus.
“You don’t have to worry,” Yasmin tells me, placing her hand on mine. “Everything’s going to be great. I just know it.”
“Everythingisgreat,” I tell her, looking over at Julie.
She beams as she pushes Felicia on the swing, the sun shining in her blonde hair, looking so much like her old self I want to weep. These past few weeks have been kind to her. She can now heal without the secret and the threat of Mike-Deacon-Mr. Red hanging over her.
I think of mom, too, how her approval has grown fiercer and fiercer as the weeks have gone on. She didn’t even argue when, two weeks ago, I told her I was moving into Felix’s apartment with him.
I’ve managed to find a tattoo studio willing to offer me an internship, and Felix is busy building up Kenny’s small East Coast division into something truly impressive.
Felix told me the other night that the police who attacked our house are under investigation, as well as six other officers, all of whom were working with the man who was going to kill me orhaveme killed for the crime of being Julie’s best friend and keeping her away from him.
“Then it’s going to get even better,” Yasmin says. “Just you wait.”
I hope so, I mutter silently, dreaming of being a wife to the man I love.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
Felix
I glance at my phone as I wait outside the tattoo studio as if confirming the date.
“You have to give me a month,” Annabelle said, back at the safe house in the woods, once Freya left the room. “If this is real, fine, I’ll accept it…but Iknowa man and woman can fall in love in a month. It happened to me. I’m not so sure about a few days.”
“Once the month is over, I’d like your blessing to propose to her.”
“Ifyou show me this is real.”
The month is up, and Annabelle has repeatedly told Freya and me that she’s supportive of us and happy for us.
I called Annabelle earlier today to confirm I still had her blessing.
When she said yes, I felt my heart soaring as if I was going to lift off and fly into the air. It’s been so difficult to stop myself from showing Freya the ring I picked out the day we returned to the city.
A broad smile spreads across my cheeks, the way it does every time I lay eyes on my woman.
She’s wearing jeans with holes in the knees, a baggy T-shirt, her hair tied up, and she’s sexier than any other woman could ever dream of being, even in the most expensive lingerie.
She’smywoman, and I want her the moment I see her like I always do.
Pulling her into my arms, we kiss. I have to fight the urge to get carried away, conscious of people walking by us.
After the kiss, Freya looks up at me, eyes narrowed.
“Is something wrong?” she asks.
