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WHITLEY
“You’ll say your I dos,” the officiant said from the front of the ballroom. “Then, you’ll kiss.”
I clutched the bridal shower bouquet that Cora had made for me tight in my hands until my knuckles turned white. Gavin stood across from me at the rehearsal for our wedding.
“Do we get to practice the kiss?” he asked with a mischievous smile on his lips.
Everyone laughed. Such a Gavin thing to ask.
He didn’t wait for a response, just pulled my face toward him and kissed me in front of our friends and family. Everyone inside the Percy Tower ballroom cheered.
I pulled back breathlessly. He pressed another quick kiss to my lips.
He stared down at me in awe and whispered, “Tomorrow, we’re doing this for real.”
“Yes,” I gasped.
“Then, you’ll be my wife.”
Wife.
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