Chapter Twenty-Eight
Twenty-eight
Sunny
I hurried to the venue, briefly considering picking up protection. But I thought better of it. If we didn’t have protection, Bane and I wouldn’t cross the line. Well…another line.
My phone rang, and Papa’s name flashed across the screen.
“Papa?” I answered on the second ring, my heart spasming. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, yes, beta! No need to worry so much over me.”
I blew out a breath. “You’re doing well?”
“Yes. Everyone is fussing over me, but I’m doing everything the doctor told me to do. I just wanted to say, please give Sam and April our congratulations on their big day.”
“Ah. Yes, of course, Papa.”
“Are you there?”
“On my way.”
“You sound like you’re hurrying.”
I was walking faster than I had all week. Once I knew my dad’s affirmative update, we hung up and I focused on the wedding. There wasn’t much to do except keep the groom calm and know when to walk down the aisle.
Yet despite the whirling conversations around me and the flurry of excitement, my thoughts kept meandering back to Bane. No matter how hard I tried to stop myself. There she was. Implanted in my memories like a delicious treat to savor for eternity. Her smell, her kisses, her skin, her dumb jokes.
Damnit. I was so fucked.