Alpha's Tension
When both of us are sitting, stuffing our faces, I move to pull my notepad out.
"Where do we start?" I ask, knowing we have a while before the bridal fitting appointment. She clears her throat before listing off several different important aspects of the wedding. I write them all down on the notepad, filling nearly three pages with information she tells me before it is time for us to leave.
"What's that?" Mrs. Lanzetta says, pointing to the book peeking from my bag. I pull it out to read the cover to her.
"Some old book I found in the Alaska pack, see?" I say, holding it out for her to take. She flops it over in her hands, flicking through the pages quickly with a frown deep on her face.
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