Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law
The moment it clicks shut, panic floods in.
“I’m not ready,” I blurt. “Alex, I’m not done. My makeup…my hair…I…”
He turns me gently until I’m facing him. His hands cup my cheeks, thumbs brushing softly under my eyes.
“Hey,” he says quietly. “Look at me.”
I do.
“You’re beautiful exactly the way you are,” he says. “Just do a little touch-up. Nothing dramatic. Then come down.”
My throat tightens. “I’m not scared of how I look,” I admit. “I’m scared of what they’ll ask.”