“Because it fits.”
I picked a movie and pressed play. Soft music filled the room as the opening scene began, and the television lights flickered across the walls, casting a calm glow.
Callahan shifted slightly beside me before gently taking my hand. The gesture was careful, almost hesitant. Like he was still testing whether I was secretly upset. I squeezed his fingers lightly.
He glanced at me. “You’re really not mad?”
“No.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. In fact, I think we should talk about our wedding.”
Callahan watched the screen for another second before leaning back. “Our wedding planning will be chaos.”
“Controlled chaos.”
He laughed softly. “Those are the same thing.”
I rested my chin on my hand as I watched the screen again. “A grand wedding does sound nice.”
Callahan’s gaze shifted back to me. “Yeah?”
“Mhm.”
“What would it look like?”
I thought about that for a moment. Something elegant. Warm lights. Flowers everywhere. Music that filled the entire room.And Callahan would stand at the end of the aisle, looking at me the way he always did. Like I hung the moon and the stars.
I didn’t say any of that out loud.
Instead, I shrugged lightly. “Big.”
He chuckled. “That’s very descriptive.”
“I try.”
The movie continued playing, but our conversation had clearly drifted away from it now. Callahan was quiet for a moment before speaking again. “You’d look amazing in a wedding dress.”
My gaze shifted to him slowly. “Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“How do you know?”
He shrugged slightly. “I just do. You look stunning in anything you wear.”
I studied him for a moment. “You’ve thought about it.”
His eyes flicked toward me again. “Maybe.”
“That’s cute.”
“I’m allowed to imagine things.”
“Like what?”
His gaze lingered on my face. “ Like how much I love you.”
