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"We’ll be in touch," Ethan proether, inclined her head toward him

"Thank you so much"

"You’re very welcome," he said, and atched as she headed toward the door

But when I looked back at Ethan, his gaze was fixed on h our telepathic connection, taking in the leather and steel of my ensemble I like the look of you

Good, I said Because you’reme tomorrow

His smile was just a little bit wicked So I am

Malik and I walked toward him

"Mrs Bly?" Malik asked

"She has a hu the House His parents are less than enthused, and she’d like us to talk to them"

Malik smiled "She wants us to sell the on colanced at ht was anized by Lindsey, a friend in the House and a guard, and Mallory, my oldest friend and maid of honor Malik and Luc, Lindsey’s boyfriend, were in charge of Ethan’s bachelor party I wasn’t sure what any of them had planned, and I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to know

"In an hour"

"Let’s go toat Malik, and put a hand on h vampires and boxes and down the hallway

"Fro mule," said a vampire with aan enormous box down the hall

"I’m pretty sure ing blond ponytail who followed hi branches

"Sticks," Luc said, setting his box carefully on the floor and offering us a crooked grin, his face framed by tousled blond hair "Why do you need sticks for a wedding?"

"They aren’t sticks," Lindsey said "They’rebranches, and they’re for alanced at Ethan "Your orders, Sire?"

Ethan s decorations are outside my wheelhouse, and Merit’s, I suspect"

No argument there I was technically the House’s social chair, but I fell less into the Soiree Planner category than the Crash a Party with a Sword category I’d leftto my mother and Helen, the House’s densoirees And when a Master vahter, a soiree was unavoidable I told theant" and "white peonies," and let thes Which ht for the past four ," Luc said with a sht "You’re still not using that right"

"Hashtag oppression," Luc said Not for lack of trying, Luc never quite got the references right Probably not entirely unexpected for a century-old vampire