I leaned back in my seat, taking a moment to catch my breath. The teasing nearly sent me into an uncontrollable state. But it was Christian's smirk that had really sent me over the edge.
By the time I came back from the clouds, Morgan was already walking down the aisle, led by my father. Both of them had a look of pure excitement instead of anything remotely emotional, like you'd typically find at a wedding.
They were both smiling brightly as if they were about to win a huge prize.
The money kind of prize.
Everyone watched as the two of them walked over to the altar, where Christian was already standing. Except he wasn't looking at Morgan. His eyes were still locked on me.
I felt my heart flutter. I tried to imagine what it would feel like if I were the one walking down the aisle right now.
Soon.
