“Unfortunately,” he sighs, rubbing his eyes before putting his glasses back on. “I’d prefer a penthouse somewhere in the city, but knowing Grace, she’ll want to stay in the house to get away from the crowd.”
“For someone who claims to loathe the girl, you sure know a lot about her.”
“Oh, you have no right to say anything,” Kenzo drawls out, giving me a pointed look.
“Fine, fine.”
“Shouldn’t you be studying for the exams, too?” Kenzo asks, and I shrug.
“I’ll do just fine.”
“What about the little bet between Sophia and you?”
“How the hell do you know about that?”
“Grace,” he says, and it’s all the explanation I need.
“I figured,” I sigh. “I’m letting her win.”
“Of course, you are. Why, though?”
“I love seeing her all combative and competitive. It’s making her happy to try and beat me again, so why not?”
“You’ve turned into a sap. I barely recognize you.”
“Shut up, soon-to-be-married man.”
“Given the direction you and Sophia are going, you’ll join us soon.”
“As soon as I get the green light from her father.”
Kenzo raises a brow. “Pardon?”
“Sophia’s traditional like that,” I groan. “She’ll want me to ask her father for her hand in marriage.”
“Then, I’m assuming, the marriage is happening only in your dreams? The man hates you.”
“He’ll warm up to me,” I grin. “He’ll have no choice but to.”
“I’m going to laugh so hard when he beats the shit out of you.”
“If it means saying yes to the marriage, I’ll let him.”
Kenzo isn’t wrong, though. I’ve been thinking of marrying Sophia from the moment we slept together for the first time in the woods back at the camp. I took measurements of her finger while she was sleeping a couple of weeks ago, and the ring is currently being made for her.
Sophia’s always been a gold kind of girl, so the band itself is gold. She doesn’t like overly big, tacky stones, so I opted for asapphire. She doesn’t like them round or anything heart-shaped, so I kept it simple. The band of the ring has my name engraved, and I’ll get her a matching wedding ring, too. That way, the two rings will complement each other, and she won’t have to take off the engagement ring.
My eyes flick back to her.
Her hair is shining under the sunlight, and there’s genuine happiness on her face while she’s talking to her friends. She’s the most eye-catching, gorgeous woman I have ever laid my eyes on, and there’s nothing that will ever take her away from me.
A tap on my shoulder breaks me out of the trance, and I lift an annoyed brow when I see my sister standing there. Astrid’s fidgeting with her fingers, looking between Kenzo and me. He takes the hint and takes off, taking a seat a few tables away, giving us some privacy.
“What do you want, Astrid?”
“Can we talk, please?”
“Sit,” I motion with my head, and she immediately sits across from me. Sophia catches this, looking at me with a frown. I shrug in response, unsure what Astrid wants from me, either. “What do you want?”
