"James Lucas Brody, don't you mess up her makeup," His mother yelled.
I couldn't help but laugh. "She brought in professionals to do my makeup," I said to him.
"You look stunning, Katie," He lightly kissed my lips.
"Haven't I always been stunning to you?" I asked him cheekily.
He chuckled lightly. "Of course. But tonight, it's like you are glowing. I don't think I'll be able to take my eyes off of you."
I pecked his lips. "Who says you have to?"
"Come on, you two," Uncle Nate's voice brought us back to reality.
James released me and clasped my hand. I relished the sparks from our mate bond. "Coming, Dad." He looked at me with an eye roll.
"I saw that," His mother yelled.
"Busted," I laughed.
His parents went out to the garden ahead of us. James and I followed. The garden
