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a's
ic
ite roses, scented candles, and too much perfume filled the air. My assistant, Ava, h
tes before the bride makes her entr
ed the ballroom again. "Let's make sure the secondary lights are steady
Ava grinned
edding with guests whose jewelry alone could fund my entire
h ago to land me this gig, told me I deserved to b
r laughing, her veil shimmering under the light. I was in my element,
go?" I muttered, scanning t
cattered. I turned down a side corridor, hoping to find them, but inst
en - a
a half-open door before I could even gasp. My back hit a wall
I breathed
loosened, white shirt perfectly pressed, sleeves rolled just enough to expose
you," he
djusted my glasses. "You
his hand braced beside my face before pressing a kiss to my
icking over him. "You came all the
ed a break from my own meeting. M
s like that didn't always mak
ingers betrayed me - brushing his sleeve, traci
, low and amused. "But
e tiles. I could see the reflection of us in the mirror across t
that I could see the faint stub
"Crowded. Busy. I
in my pocket. I pulled
va
cked. "They're calling for the photog
p, glancing back at S
ile, but his eyes held something hea
il
tray curl behind my ear. "You've been working
one, that low, persuasive whisp
tonight," I said, voic
"Tonight," he repeated, like it was a promise and
ell you I'l
asing, half something else. "Can I
t time? What's that
d. "Nothing. I'm just... bui
His shirt was crisp, his hair perfectly styled, like h
e you goi
at too long. "Jus
rther, the music from the ballroom swelled,
said softly, b
s time. "I love you," he murmured. "
sheepishl
," I said, more qui
he corridor lights catching his reflecti

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