I want to feel free.
I want to be a little reckless for once in my life.
And surprisingly … I want to stay married to Silas.
Even if it’s just for a little while longer.
I let out a breath. “I want you.”
His smile is beguiling as his brows rise. “I can handle talking to your dad and brother if you want.”
He’s so sweet. Truly. I guess if I had to pick a guy to elope with, Silas is a great one.
I shake my head. “I have to do it. It would be nice to have you with me. I’m not sure I’ll have the nerve to bring it up at breakfast though.”
“We can even keep it between us for a while if you need time. Whatever you need, just say the word.”
He starts to pull me toward the Bellagio fountains, where the water is splashing and dancing. “Our driver told us to make a wish before we left, so let’s go do that, and then we can get over to the hotel.”
“I don’t think we have time.”
“Nope, we have to. And I doubt we’ll be the last ones there anyway.” He snickers.
“Okay,” I say softly. “I have no idea what I’ll wish for though. My mind is all over the place.”
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a five-dollar bill. “Shit. I don’t have any coins.”
“I don’t either. I mean, you have my ID and card.”
He has my phone in his pocket too. I almost forgot it in the room because I was so distracted.
A man and a woman with three kids walk by us, holding out quarters, excited to make wishes.
“Excuse me.” Silas holds out a hand.
The family stops and looks at us.
“Hi,” the woman says, smiling.
“I forgot to grab some coins before we came out here. Do you happen to have a few extra for me and my bride?”
“Oh, how sweet. Did you just get married?” She looks over at me and takes in my outfit, confused.
“Last night, but we were told to make a wish for luck before we left.”
The husband digs into his pocket. “I have a half-dollar coin, but not two. Will that work?”
Silas looks at me. “Yeah, that would be great.”
He holds it out to us, and I take it in my hand.
Silas tries to hand the man the five-dollar bill, and the guy waves him off.
“Nope, keep it. My wife and I were married here ten years ago. Great memories for us.” He looks at his wife and smiles. “Congratulations to you both.”
“Yes, congrats!” the wife says before chasing after her kids.
“Thank you,” we call after them.
