Amelie
We walked out of the study and made our way back to the ballroom. As we neared the balcony, we saw Gabriel and Summer emerging from a small store room that housed the little decorative items and old furniture. My eyes widened as I watched Gabe trying to fix his tie and Summer looking like she had spent a day outdoors in the sun. She looked red just like her hair.
“It seems we weren’t the only ones missing the ball.” Raphael murmured from beside me.
Summer’s eyes caught mine and she gave me a wide smile. When four of us drew closer to the ballroom doors, Raphael said, “At least you could’ve used the bedroom.”
“Like you did.” Gabe returned and I felt my own face heating up.
“Arsehole.” My husband said.
“Not more than you.”
Summer sighed and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go, they are
