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L O G A N
“Do I look okay?” Ella asked as I put the car into park.
The valet opened her door first, the dome light making her eyes glint
like stars twinkling with jitters.
“You look gorgeous.”
“I’m supposed to look approachable.”
I took her chin and kissed her, getting out without another word. I met
her on the passenger side and helped her out of the car and into the
Crownehome garage, where I’d first taken her on the hood of a Ferrari.
She wiped her palms on her jeans.
“It’s just dinner.” I offered her my arm and we entered the elevator.
It had been a few weeks since I’d asked my father for my One Big
Thing, and though he’d laid the burden of forgiveness at my mother’s feet,
he was the one who needed to be reassured that the marriage that had
started out as a game had turned very real. Colton, who was allergic to
getting the hell out of my house, had intervened with eyewitness accounts
of how we’d become so disgustingly in love, he made his own coffee in the
morning rather than interrupt us.
“I don’t know why I’m so nervous,” she said, tilting her chin up and
closing her eyes to calm herself.
I took her hand. “I’m here.”
“If they still hate me, I’ll know.”
“They don’t, and you will.” I pulled her into my arms. “My parents fell
in love with you before I did. And now that you’re mine, you’re one of us.”
The elevator car stopped, and the doors opened. I barely had a moment
to register that my parents were standing there before my mother rushed