Fifty Shades Of Lovia
he questioned.
I raised an eyebrow. “why?…what am I suppose to wear, a hoodie?..“
Shane giggled forcing himself from laughing.
“I’m—” he paused, then nodded toward Shane. “So now you’re in some kind of relationship with a doctor?”
“I'm I supposed to be interrogated ?..this ain't a police station Rueben ..this is a wedding I was invited to .“ I replied, smirking.
Beside me, Shane straightened with an easy smile. “Dr. Shane Ellington,” he said, offering his hand without breaking eye contact. “Boyfriend, plus-one, and fan of champagne.”