I fight a giggle as the saleslady reacts to Preston. Women either want to fall at his feet or stay the heck away from him. I don't think she's sure which one she wants to do, but I really don't care. The way women behave around him used to annoy me, but I realized if you fall at Preston's feet he's going to step over you like you were never there to begin with.
In the past two weeks, my husband has made it clear it's me for him and no one else. He wasn't joking when we left the bank. We were married and back on a plane to Paris before I could blink. We've been here ever since, enjoying our honeymoon. I thought about trying to run so he'd have to kidnap me again, but I really wanted to be his in every way. I'm sure I can come up with something else to keep him on his toes.
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