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Dio, he was a wreck

If only Emily would appear—but she had all but thrown him out of their bedroom

“I can’t get dressed with you watching me,” she’d said

“Why?”

“Because I want to look perfect, that’s why!”

He’d smiled, stepped behind her at the cheval mirror, cupped her shoulders and kissed the side of her throat

“You already do”

“You don’t understand I’ your friends”

“And?”

She’d sighed the kind of long-suffering sigh he kneoave when men were too thick-headed to understand the

“And, I’m nervous”

“Cara They are nice people”

“I’e So please, wait for me downstairs”

Well, he had waited And waited First in the living rooht air would cal hi? Should he have taken E and it’s very nice of you to ask me but—