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Her eyes sparkle as they shift over my shoulder. I follow her gaze and find Angelo Visconti staring at her adoringly. “Not tomorrow,” she murmurs, flashing him a shy grin. “Tomorrow, we’ll be on our way to Fiji for our honeymoon.” She drags her attention back to me. “I’ll be back in two weeks. Will you still be here?”
It depends on whether I can find a job here. On whether my sins stay in Atlantic City, or seep across state lines. Of course, I don’t burden the bride with this. “Sure,” I say brightly.
“Then we must catch up properly when I’m back. I’m really excited to hear what you’re up to these days.” She looks up at me through thick, false lashes, and the hollow of my chest fills up with warmth. Rory’s always been so nice, and she truly deserves all the happiness in the world.
I just hope a Visconti can give it to her.
“Aurora!” a voice shoots out from the crowds. Rory’s lids flutter shut, then she gives an apologetic smile. “I better make the rounds. Hopefully I’ll catch you on the dance floor later?”
She kisses my cheek and then floats away.
Before she can get out of arm’s reach, I quickly reach out and grab her upper arm. “What does it feel like?”
She blinks. “What?”
“To be in love?”
I barely believe in it, so I have no idea why I feel compelled to ask the question. Morbid curiosity, perhaps. Like a man asking a woman what it feels like to give birth; it’s an insight to something he’ll never experience.
Surprisingly, Rory doesn’t give me a one-word answer. She drags her eyes up to the darkening sky and chews on her bottom lip.
“It feels like your heart is walking outside of your body.” Her gaze finds Angelo’s again, and I watch in fascination as a pink flush creeps from underneath her necklace. “My heart now wears Armani and has a Glock for every day of the week.”
My fingers slide off her puffer jacket and she slips away.
