Victor was slowly coming around. He had been awake enough to hear Jenna's whispered confession, and to respond with a confession of his love for her.
That got me to thinking about the nature of love, and can real love form in such a short space of time? Was it love, or was it just the pure animal instinct of lust and infatuation? In my mind, that type of emotion is far more dangerous than love. It could blind you to the motivations of others. It could make you put aside every bit of common sense. It could make you do things you shouldn't.
It could make you not do things that you should do. Such as insisting on a prenup.
I could sit here beside Bradley and think he is the best man in the world. And I do. But my grandparents didn't raise a fool. They taught me to think analytically, and
