Brynne calmed her jumpy nerves as she considered his question. Her dream wedding would be in a place like the Royal Villa, far away on a secluded island. But that was an impossible dream, right? “What difference does it make? I’ll have a church wedding with you.”
Their order arrived and Brynne sipped her café latte in peace. She could sense Luke’s restless gaze on her, but refused to meet his eye.
“Still, I need to know.” He glared at her impatiently. Why couldn’t she answer a simple question?
“When I marry for real, I’ll consider it. As of now, let’s have it your way.” She sat calmly while Luke felt his blood boil at the thought of someone else marrying her for real.
“I want to know. So, tell me your thoughts on a perfect wedding. What will make you happy?” He watched her eyes widen
