Was that pathetic?
Maybe a bit.
Perhaps she was being greedy. Because it should be enough to be safe, right?
Right.
Happiness just wasn’t for her. And once she understood that . . . well, maybe she could settle. Not feel so restless.
Like she was missing something.
“Honey!” Keira scolded, but she was smiling. “Can you get me another glass of bubbles?”
“Sure,” Honey said dryly. “If you need some liquid courage to marry the boss, I’m not going to tell you no.”
Keira just rolled her eyes.
“You okay?”
Angie jumped and turned to look at Eden Jonas. Who had been Eden Jensen before she’d gotten married a few months ago.
Her brother, Kent, was Zander’s boss.
Sort of.
Zander didn’t seem to realize he had a boss.
Angie hadn’t thought that she’d like Eden. But she found herself drawn to the slightly snarky, kind-hearted woman.
It reminded Angie that she should probably look into legally changing her name. Zander hadn’t wanted a paper trail leading to her until he could figure out if anyone was coming for her.
She had no idea who might come for her. And it had been two years without any sort of threat.
It was time to get rid of her last tie to Fergus.
She shuddered just thinking about his name.
The fucking frog.
And that was being mean to frogs. But his face had reminded her of a bullfrog. If that bullfrog was a heinous, sadistic asshole.
This is Keira’s wedding day, you shouldn’t be thinking about shit like this.
So she smiled brightly at Eden. “Hunky-dory.”
Keira turned, obviously having heard something in Angie’s voice that she didn’t like.
Shit.
Get on the happy train, Angie. Or at least pretend to.
No way was she going to ruin her sister’s big day. Not after Keira had sacrificed so much to help Angie.
“What’s wrong?” Keira asked Angie worriedly. “Are you concerned about security? Because Ammo said he’s got it all under control.”
“What? No, of course not. I know I’m safe.”
Almost too safe, if there was such a thing.
