Wild Winter
Wilder asks me gently, rubbing my back in comforting motions.
I nod. “Yes, it has. Thank you. The ginger ale really helped so much.”
“Good. Now, I'm not trying to sound like Val and rush you, but are you ready to go now? The faster we get you hitched, the faster we get to eat some cake.” Wilder tells me with a wide, silly grin.
“That's the only reason you even came to my wedding.” I accuse him with a fake glare. "All you want is some dang cake!"
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