Chapter 61

Nightmare

The house is busy. People are running around, yelling at each other across the rooms if they don't have walkie talkies.

I'm in my room. The door closed, ignoring the sound of people running around. Caterers, planners and decorators are hustling to make everything look perfect for my mother's

approval.

Tonight's the rehearsal dinner and I'm honestly questioning why they're making it such a big deal. It might as well just be the wedding. I peer out the window.

The backyard is transforming into something out of a magazine, with twinkling lights and elegant table settings that feel too extravagant for such a small gathering.

I wonder how much money Jake is putting into this because Lord knows my mother has

none.

I take my time getting ready, not even bothering to check up on mother. I do my skincare, paint my nails and soon I Islip into my light orange silk dress.

It's modest, with long sleeves and a high neckline, the hem stopping just above my knees.

Pairing it with nude heels. It's cute, romantic.

I sweep my hair into a loose bun, leaving a few wisps framing my face, and add a touch of natural makeup.

As I'm applying my lipstick, a knock on the door pulls me from the mirror.

"Come in," I call, pressing my lips together.

Aiden steps in. I smile at him through the mirror and my breath catches.

He's wearing a fitted suit, the dark fabric perfectly complementing his broad shoulders

and sharp jawline. His dark tie is neatly knotted, and his hair is styled just enough to look

both effortless and intentional.

smiles at me and that perfect curve also

his face.

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his head with a grin. "You're stunning." Heat rises to my cheeks as I smile. "You're not so bad

lifts an eyebrow and closes the door behind him

to my jaw. I still smile at his reflections,

my jaw to my neck and I take a sharp inhale of breath before pushing him away. "Stop! We have to head

trying to lift my dress. "Not even two

to mess up my hair and makeup." I turn

mouth, helping

back, still smiling. "Let's go before my

he says, offering me his

me through the staff carrying trays of hors d'oeuvres and

asks, nodding toward a cluster of flutes on

reply, grabbing two glasses,

a quiet clink and drink quickly, muffling our

feels so wrong,"

it right," he says, his hand on my

appropriate," I chastise, lifting his hand to my

the scene is breathtaking. The tables are set

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sky. Most of the guests have arrived, mingling in small groups with glasses

spot near one of the high tables, laughing and chatting about nothing

his hands looking for ways to

"All I can think about is getting you out of

his words, pressing a hand to

of this

stepping in close to me. "I can sneak up a bottle of

hum. "That

then Aiden looks over my shoulder and tenses, his expression darkening as he mutters, "You've got to

turning to follow

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