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Then her lips twitch.

And then we’re laughing, loud and long and together.

Which is when I know it’s not that I’m falling in love with Violet Lamour…

It’s that I’m already gone for her.

THIRTY-FIVE

Violet

“I’m going to miss you, my dear,” Evelyn says, squeezing me tightly before stepping back and glancing down at my shoes. “And your heels.”

I grin, look down at her killer black pumps. “Me too.”

“Shopping next time you’re in L.A.?” she offers.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

We kiss each others’ cheeks, step back, and then I’m turning to Hugo, offering my hand.

He pulls me into a hug instead, and though I spent more time with Evelyn than him, his soft, “It’s been a pleasure to get to know you,” feels really good.

“You too,” I say.

“Dinner after shopping,” he says—or maybe it’s a gentle order—as he pulls back, touching my cheek and then turning to Ace. “I’ll have the team connect with Ally and we’ll meet when you’re back in town.”

Ace’s eyes hit mine, and I know he’s thinking the same thing I am.

We did it!

Then he extends a hand to Hugo, they shake and do the requisite manly hug thing.

“Please thank Oakes and Jenny again for having us,” Evelyn says, even though she’s done exactly that at least a half dozen times over the last few days, including this morning at the post-wedding brunch.

But Ace doesn’t tell her that.

He just says, “Of course,” and lets her hug him.

“It was such a lovely ceremony.” She steps back then turns and winks at me. “And I can’t wait to see what your guys’ will be like.”

I suck in a breath.

Ace’s eyes flare.

Then his fingers find mine, wrap tight, and he tugs me into his side.

Hugo grins as he moves over to his wife, looping an arm around her shoulders. “And on that note, it’s time to go, precious.”

Evelyn pretends to narrow her eyes at me. “I expect an invitation.”

“You’ll get one,” Ace tells her, earning a wide grin before she allows Hugo to herd her off to their waiting plane.

And I grin back when they both pause and wave at us from the top of the stairs before disappearing inside the aircraft.

“Really?” I ask dryly, glancing up at him.

“You’re falling in love with me, remember?” he replies lightly.