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“We got them from your brother’s contacts, and all in your size to within a quarter inch,” Petra says.

“I can’t believe he’s doing all this for me.”

“Julien loves you.”

“I mean Jack.”

“Your brother loves you too. Besides, this is one simple phone call and delivery. This took an hour or two, and then we return the other ones. Besides, I do remember someone running around on my behalf because he requested it.”

“That was nothing.”

“Still, we’re family. Anyway, pick one. We have a bet going on which one you’ll take.”

“Oh, goodness.” I try on my top three choices and then one stands out to me the best, and I pick it.

“This is it.” Every single one of them laughs. “What? Who won?”

“We all did. We said you’d pick this one because it’s just so you.” I laugh because it’s true. The gown is completely an Ancient Grecian design that flows straight to my feet with a bust fitted around my bosom and thick cinched straps with a silk cape embroidered with lace daisies.

“It fits you so perfectly. Julien is going to lose it.”

“I hope so.”

“I can’t believe it. We’ve only just met, and we’re getting married in Paris. Wait, can we?”

“Yes, they pulled strings and made it a legal American destination wedding.” I sigh with relief.

“Now let’s have some virgin drinks and bullshit some more before bed. We have a big day and not a lot of prep time.”


Tags: C.M. Steele A Dirty Boss Romance Erotic