Page 107 of Pretty Plaything

As I’m about to start for the bathroom, he tugs me back and pulls me close to his chest.

“I love you, Sienna,” he says. “Happy anniversary. I have a surprise for you after the show.”

“I love you too, and I can’t wait.” I grin.

“So you don’t regret marrying me?”

I cock my head at him. “Ask me again in about... fifty years?”

He lets out a laugh, and I give him a little wave as I head to the bathroom.

I guess Alessandro and I will never be a completely normal couple, but I’m okay with that. He’s my family now.

My friend.

My lover.

My husband.

My everything.

And I intend to keep it that way for many, many years to come, even if I have to use my new shooting skills to do it.

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