I was a little horrified to learn at our first meal at his boss’s house that he’d never been at anyone’s table before, despite being invited many times.
“Isn’t the ring amazing?” Andy gushed, grabbing my hand to look at it. “He drafted it all up himself. And he apparently knows a jewelry-maker, if you can believe that. She did a phenomenal job.”
“She really did,” I agreed. “I couldn’t have come up with anything so perfect.”
But Venezio did.
Because he not only loved me, but he saw me, heknewme. That was just the most precious gift I’d ever been given.
Now, I got to have that forever.
Venezio - 2 Years
“You’re not freaking out?” Zeno asked, straightening his tie for the fiftieth time. The computer hacker was more accustomed to wearing weird shit like swim shorts and a winter hoodie than he was formalwear.
“Freaking out?” I asked, running a hand down my suit.
“Yeah. About the vows and the contractualness of it all.”
“Nah, man.”
“When it’s right, it’s right,” Miko said, shrugging. “Until it’s right, it won’t make any sense.”
Yeah.
That about covered it.
I’d never understood the whole romance and love and forever-after shit.
Then there was Stephanie.
With her huge heart (and copious amount of holiday garland).
And it all just… clicked.
I guess some part of me had worried that a relationship would be the hardest work of my life. But it was the opposite. Everything with Steph was easy.
I mean, that’s not to say that life didn’t have its ups and downs. That said, though, there’d never been a moment when I didn’t want to go through the hard times with than Stephanie.
“What’s that look for?” Gavin, Zeno’s brother, asked.
“What look?” Zeno asked, feigning ignorance. Poorly.
“You look like a man contemplating forever,” Miko piled on.
“Me? No.”
“Him?” Gavin asked at the same time. “He’d have to look up from his computer for long enough to notice a woman for that to be the case.”
“The only way you’d even see a woman at this point is if she broke into your sad-ass apartment,” Zeno shot back.
“We really arguing on someone else’s wedding day?” Cesare, one of their older brothers, asked as he came into the room.
“How’s it looking out there?” I asked.
“Like Christmas,” he said, giving me a knowing smile.
“Good.”
