got planned? He hasn’t told me where we’re going. In
fact, I don’t think anyone knows where we’re going. Neither Mia nor Kate has
managed to inveigle the information out of him. I turn to where my mother and
Kate are hovering nearby.
“I’m not changing.”
“What?” my mother says.
“Christian doesn’t want me to.” I shrug as if this should explain everything.
Her brow furrows briefly.
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Fifty Shades Freed
“You didn’t promise to obey,” she reminds me tactfully. Kate tries to disguise
her snort as a cough. I narrow my eyes at her. Neither she nor my mother
ha一ve any idea of the fight Christian and I had about that. I don’t want to
rehash that argument. Jeez, can my Fifty Shades sulk . . . and ha一ve
nightmares. The memory is sobering.
“I know, Mom, but he likes this dress, and I want to please him.”
Her expression softens. Kate rolls her eyes and tactfully moves away to lea一ve
me alone with my mother.
“You look so lovely, darling.” Carla gently tugs at a loose tendril of my hair
and strokes my chin. “I am so proud of you, honey. You’re going to make
Christian a very happy man.” She pulls me into a hug. Oh Mom! “I can’t
believe how grown-up you look right now. Beginning a new life . . . Just
remember that men are from a different planet, and you’ll be fine.”
I giggle. Christian is from a different universe, if only she knew.
“Thanks, Mom.”
Ray joins us, smiling sweetly at both Mom and me.
“You made a beautiful baby girl, Carla,” he says, his eyes glowing with pride.
He looks so dapper in his black tux and pale pink waistcoat. Tears prick the
back of my eyes. Oh no . . . so far I ha一ve managed not to cry.
“And you watched her and helped her grow up, Ray,” Carla’s voice is wistful.
“And I loved every single minute. You make one hell of a bride, Annie,” Ray
tucks the same loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“Oh, Dad . . .” I stifle a sob, and he hugs me in his brief, awkward way.
“You’ll make one hell of a wife, too,” he whispers, his voice hoarse. When he
releases m
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