That or wholly permanent if something awful were to happen to me.
Sadness spiked through my consciousness at the thought, but it was assuaged by a bare whisper of comfort.
At least they would havethis.
This amazing family.
A whole bonus that I hadn’t anticipated.
My gaze drifted to where the group of women grinned these knowing grins while I stood there completely clueless.
“Uh…a sleepover?” I finally managed.
We were going to the courthouse.
No ceremony.
No guests.
No frill or pomp.
We were fighting for our lives here, not getting fancy.
“That’s right.” Raven jutted her shoulder as she strolled deeper into the house wielding that giant box. “It is your wedding day, which means we had to make arrangements for your wedding night.”
She tacked a whole lot of suggestion onto that then added a dramatic wink.
Super subtle, that one.
“That is after we fix this.” She rested the box on the back of the couch and made a big circle around me with her finger.
I shifted on my bare feet. Glancing down at the tank and scroungy lounge pants I’d worn to bed, though I was pretty sure what I was actually wearing was the proof of the way things had gotten handsy between me and Cash last night.
His touch imprinted over every inch of me.
My hair a mess, and my body still trembling.
Speaking of Cash, where was he?
Anxiety flicking through my nerves, I peered around the room for any sign of him. I was worried whatever plans these ladies had were about to be thrown out the window since I doubted Cash had any intention of heading to the altar today.
“Um, I don’t think?—”
“The plan is to gather up these little sweetie pies and take them to my place so everyone else can help get you ready,” Pipersaid. Then she edged toward me, dropping her voice. “You don’t need to worry. Theo and a guard will be there the entire time.”
“Oh, I…”
God, I couldn’t even finish a whole sentence.
“I don’t think I need any help getting ready,” I finally managed. “It’s not a big?—”
The sharp gasp ripping from Raven cut me off. “Please tell me you weren’t getting ready to say it’s not a big deal, because this is most definitely a really big deal. Um, hello,wedding day. And who else is going to help you get into this if you don’t have your besties to help you?”
She shook the big box.
I frowned at it.
“A gift,” she said with a lift of her brows. “From your fiancé.”
