“Do you have any other rules you want to lay out for our marriage?”
“I don’t want you giving me a monthly allowance.”
“Fine.”
“And you’re not allowed to buy my clothes. I like being in control of what I wear.”
“So you won’t let me give you money and you don’t want me to buy you dresses. That’s not going to work, Sunday School. I’m not going to leave you financially responsible for coming up with dresses for the functions we’ll have to go to.”
“Because you think I’ll make you look bad?” She raised her brows, daring me to answer.
“Because I want to be able to provide for my wife.”
She blinked. “Okay. We can talk about it on a case-by-case basis.”
“Fine,” I snarled.
“Good. And I want a church wedding.”
I groaned. Of course she did. Personally, I’d prefer to sign the paperwork at the courthouse and keep God out of it.
“It doesn’t have to be big. I’m honestly fine with it just being the two of us, but I want the chance to wear a pretty dress.”
I couldn’t wait to see what kind of dress Danielle would choose to wear to her wedding. I wouldn’t put itpast her to go full Cinderella with puffy sleeves and the kind of skirt that looked like it should be impossible to sit down in. “I’m looking forward to it. But this wedding has to take place in the next couple of weeks.”
“Two weeks will be fine.”
I nodded. “I’ll get us a place and send you the details.”
“It’s settled then.” She sounded so calm and put together, like nothing about this situation was affecting her in the slightest.
I hated it.
I wanted her to be affected. I wanted to see the fire that burned in her eyes when she was passionate about something.
“Is there anything else you want me to do or not do as your husband?”
“Just act like you like me when we’re in public or when you talk about me. I don’t want to spend nine months as the bride no one believes you love.”
A strange ache pulsed in my chest. She shouldn’t have to spell that out. I wasn’t going to let her look like the fool in our marriage. I’d find some way to make sure she came out on top when things ended between us.
She might not be my biggest fan at the moment, but I was going to change her mind somehow. I wanted to be a good thing in Danielle’s life.
“Sunday School.” I gripped her chin between my fingers, forcing her to meet my eyes. “I’m going to convince the whole damn world that my sun rises and sets with you.”
EIGHT
Danielle
Hayden
Where are you?
Me
Bubble tea store.
Which one?
