Chapter Eight
Aksel
“How is married life treating you so far?”
“It’s the best experience in the world,” Aksel answers easily, a wide smile flashing, making his dimples pop.
“Really?” Cammie presses, pushing well past polite curiosity. “You’re happy you got drunk and married in Vegas?”
“We may have been drunk,” Aksel says calmly, unfazed, “but the location doesn’t matter.” He shrugs, confidence settling into his posture. “I was always going to end up married to Hale Aka.”
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