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Oh, FYI, I told him your name was Darcy.” An eyebrow rises. “The hero in Pride and Prejudice,” I say. “Guess that makes you Elizabeth Bennet?” Kill me now. He knows Jane Austen.
“Wait! There’s a girl at A Likely Story Bookstore, you know the one off Fifth Avenue?” “No.” “She also works at the bar across from our apartment. Surely you’ve been inside.” I’ve seen Marcelle’s Martini Bar, but if I’m drinking, it’s at the Baller, a private membership place for athletes. “Never been. Any moles?” “Shut it. She’s perfect. And fun. You need fun.” He hums. “Jeez, what’s her name? It starts with an E . . . Esme? No, wait, I’ve got it—Emmaline Darling. Isn’t that adorable?”
“About that. I have”—he looks away, his hands flexing—“a proposal.” If he says he wants some kind of sex thing, I’m going to freak. “I’m listening.” “I’m in need of a wife.”
Darling, You need another favorite flower. No more calla lilies. Your future husband I whip out my phone and send him a text. With what you spent on flowers, I could have bought a small car. But not a Lamborghini. Did you pick a favorite yet? No. Then I’ll send more tomorrow.
He’s suddenly sitting at attention and walks over to me. “Let me see it again?” Londyn pulls out her washcloth and watches Graham as he lifts my tank top and peers at the scar on my rib cage. He frowns as his fingers lightly trace over it. “Did surgery fix it forever?” “Are you worried for me?” I ask, surprise in my voice. “You’re going to be my wife.”
“I had my surgery the night of the Super Bowl. You and I were in the same hospital on the same night, Mount Sinai.”
I glance at Jane in the window. She’s holding the axe. Jesus.
“This isn’t about the NDA. I don’t want him near you, Emmy. You’re my wife, and it worries me that he might hurt you. Don’t you understand?”
“Just saying. If things don’t work out between you two—” Jane’s voice cuts like a knife. “Of course it will work out. It’s Emmy. She wouldn’t commit unless she means it with her whole heart.”
“I’m sorry, darling. I’m yours, I’m here, and I’m not leaving. I came back from the dead—for you.”
