"Congratulations on your wedding!" They scream as they pull me in for a hug. "We're so happy for you."
I happily return their hug.
"But we have noticed Anya all up in your husband's space. She needs a reality check." Scarlett points out. "If you want, I'll give it to her."
"There is no need for any of that," I assure her.
"And here he comes," Clara warns me.
Here who comes?
I follow her gaze, and to my surprise, Atticus has just joined us. "Autumn." He greets me. He pauses when he sees my dress. His gaze lingers on it for a few seconds, setting my body on fire. "Do you want to join us? We're at the front of the yacht."
I knew where they were; I saw him at the front with Anya too close to his side.
"She's good here with us." Scarlett steps in.
"Right," Atticus says in not the
