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“What if I want a new car?” He nibbles on my earlobe. “We’ll shop for one tomorrow.” “A new wardrobe?” I whisper, wrapping my hand against the back of his neck. “I’ll call my personal tailor.” “A house?” I mutter. “I know a few builders.” His hot breath is on my skin. “And what if all I want is you?” I finally say. He pulls away, meeting my eyes. “You have me.”
“You’re scared,” she says. “But you’ll say yes and it will be the greatest thing that’s ever happened to you. You’re his queen, the only woman who can sit beside him, not only as his wife, but as his equal. You’ve been waiting for confirmation that he’s the man in your dreams. He is and always has been. Twin flames. Mirrored souls.”
“Who is that?” Billie asks with awe in her tone. I smile wide. “My future wife.”
My mouth is on his. “Just ask me.” Zane drops to his knee as if I commanded him and reaches inside of his pocket. He pulls out a black box and opens it.
“A whole pie. Pepperoni, mushrooms, a fuck ton of black olives.”
She’ll walk into your life when you try to escape. She’ll speak of the dreams she had about you. They are you. Astral projections of yourself to your twin flame. Mirrored souls.
In my dream, when I married Mr. Dreamy, it wasn’t at the Chapel of Love in Vegas. It was . . . here. I gasp, covering my mouth.