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“I’m surprised you can even think of marrying me when I’m like this.”
“You’re still pretty even when you’ve obviously gotten chicken way too spicy and you’re tearing up about it. At least you’re having fun.”
“Iamhaving fun, damn it.” I leaned my head on the table and suffered with the pain in my mouth. When it had subsided slightly, I looked up to find him still smiling at me. “No one will know about this. This will stay between you and me. Or I’ll commit mariticide.”
His eyebrows rose. “Mariticide, huh? You must really not like me to go there.”
“Sometimes, like when you prove you can eat hot chicken without being bothered, I do hate you.”
“Fair enough. But we have to get married first for you to do that. And we still need to plan the wedding.”
I groaned. “I don’t even know what’snext.”
“The dress.”
“What, your family won’t be impressed by me showing up in a white T-shirt?”
“Absolutely not, and I’m half tempted to go with you, or else you’ll pick the cheapest thing on the rack.”
“This may be fake, but I do believe in superstition. You’re not seeing me before the wedding. I’ll take Lily. Technically, she’s picked out two wedding dresses, so she’s basically a pro, and I’m sure she’d love not to be in the hot seat for once.”
“Sebastian’s wife, right?”
“Yep.”
“I hear good things about her. Sebastian talks about her all the time.”
“He better,” I said.
Levi leaned forward. “Do you wantmetotalk aboutyouall the time?”
“Only say the good things.”
“Not that you bit off more than you can chew in hot chicken?”
“Oh, I can chew it. I just cry a little.”
“I suppose that’s true. But about the dress, you should have ...”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his credit card. He slid it across the table to me.
“What? Why?”
“For your dress and anything else you want.”
“You’re just handing me a credit card?”
“Yes.”
“And I can do what I want with it?”
“Yes. Flowers. Chocolates. Anything.”
My first thought was books. So many books.
Then I wondered if I could get my medicine with this. But I knew that it would be far too expensive. The pills alone were a few thousand dollars without insurance, and that didn’t include the specialist visit—something I was overdue for—and that was just as pricey without insurance.
No. There was no way I was using hiscredit cardfor that. I would wait to be on insurance and pay for it myself.