Cade, per typical Cade I was learning, had been in minimal touch with me since we had s*x; and while it had only been a few days part of me was a bit hurt, despite this being basically expected if his previous s****l times with me were anything to go by. Which was part of why I had jumped at the last-minute invitation to have lunch with him. We were closing in on our wedding date fast, and I was getting ancy so I figured he probably wanted to discuss the finer points of our “wedding,” and even if he didn’t we needed to talk regardless. He had said he would take care of everything, and I had the dress, but I had questions too as I did not want a large wedding, or a lot of media present. I knew the Amata’s were prevalent in society, and now I too would be under a microscope. Great, I couldn’
