Christ, I used to pity made men who’ve walked down the aisle, and now I’m possessed with the thought of standing at the top of one, waiting for Penny. Bet she looks hot in white. She looks hot in everything. But first, grovel. Right. “Your first issue, is that it looks like you only came back for her because you found out the necklace belonged to your mama.” Rory scoops a heap of sugar into a mug and stirs it thoughtfully. “She’s probably thinking if that wasn’t the case, you’d have never bashed down her door.” She glances at me. “Very Gabe-ish of you, by the way.” Angelo laughs again. He’s in
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