Page 68 of She Was Mine First


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Shaking off the memories, I added, “How was your flight?”

He realized my sudden discomfort, and I knew he also remembered that night.

He called me out on it and replied, “You were wearing white on prom night too.”

“Yeah.” I patted down the front of my satin dress, making sure the fabric didn’t wrinkle. “But it wasn’t a Vera Wang, twenty-thousand-dollar dress.”

“When did you start caring about designers?”

“I don’t. Beau picked this dress out for me, and I just happened to see the cost while I was trying it on for him in the dressing room.”

“I see,” he stated in a stern tone. “He has great taste. You look exquisite. Timeless. I’m actually finding it hard to breathe in your presence.”

“You always know the right things to say.”

“I’m just being honest.”

“I’m not the only one wearing designer.” I smiled. “I recognize an Armani tuxedo when I see it. I’ve seen it on my father enough through the years. You look great, Ethan. Truly. You’re all grown up now. I feel like I’m seeing you for the first time in years, and I hardly recognize you despite seeing your face everywhere.”

“Even your dreams?”

I smirked. “Still charming as I ever, I see.”

“What can I say?” He beamed. “You bring out the best in me.”

“Ditto.”

He nodded to the jewelry I was wearing. “Will there be an armed guard following you around for the night?”

“You’d think so, right? Actually, at this point, probably. However, it was Beau’s mother’s, and now it’s mine, I guess.”

He eyed me up and down with almost a hurt expression, I knew what he was looking for that was missing from my neck.

“You’d think he was trying to buy your affection or something?”

“He doesn’t have to do that, Ethan. I’d love him without any diamonds.”

He narrowed his intense stare at me. “Says the woman who just used past tense to say how much she loves her fiancé.”

I glared at him, and he lifted his hands in the air in a surrendering gesture.

“What kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t joke at your fiancé’s expense?”

“You’re not joking. I know you don’t like him.”

“What’s not to like? I’m here for you, aren’t I? Although.” He moved his finger around the suite. “I wasn’t expecting a fairy-tale wedding in a castle of all places. It just doesn’t seem like the girl I know.”

“A lot can change in two years.”

“Are you happy?” he asked out of nowhere. “I just want you to be happy, Livvy.”

“Are you happy, Ethan?” I countered, throwing his own question back at him.

“Is there a reason you’re avoiding my question?”

“No. Of course, I’m happy. I’m getting married to the man I’m in love with.”

He eyed me up and down again.

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