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It’s that tih one car ride with Braden can become a whole week’s worth of intimacy

Before, I would’ve calledto do withneed I feel for hi, the war inside of me

Our bodies are screae our future now

And yet every ti the woid, nerves pricking at me so the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end

He , but that doesn’t stoparoundto consume me

I push those pesky thoughts ahen Maxi her hand with a flourish

“Ta da,” she sings, darting across the rooth mirror

It’s the ht so she can s to Maxie all around the edges

I gaze at old colored dress, the fabric draped overbetween a gown and a regular dress, showing a little of s

Enough to get hi, Maximillia said when she first showed it to me

For a long moment, it’s difficult to believe the wo so expensive, so glamorous

Slowly, a s wider and wider until ather in my eyes, silly childish tears, and yet I find I can’t push them away

“You’ve made me look beautiful,” I whisper

Maximillia frowns at ht out your natural beauty Now let ood look at you”

She bustles froive her a proper thank you

“Is she ready?” Braden asks

He doesn’t raise his voice, but I can detect the carnal growl in his tone even froh the half-open door I’hts like that, even if they should be insane

The whole situation is insane, so picking out individual things is hardly productive