Page 80 of Waiting for a Prince

Sam let out a sigh. “Rebecca’s got married.”

Mark gaped at him. A moment later his lips twitched. “Who’s she married? Maybe I should go out and buy a sympathy card for the poor sod.”

Sam chuckled. “Don’t be mean. Jack told me she attended that anger management course. For all we know, she’s a very different woman. Well, good luck to her.” He smiled. “If she’s half as happy as we are, she’s doing fine.”

Mark came over to him and kissed him on the lips. “And that is why I love you. Because you truly live up to your name.”

He smirked. “I wasn’t aware Sam had any special significance.”

Mark rolled his eyes. “Notthatname. You, babe, are a Prince amongst men.” He smiled. “And my very own Prince Charming. After all, you did rescue me from the evil queen—I mean, Marie.”

Sam kissed the top of his head. “To quote a film we must watch at least once a month, then you rescued me right back.”

The End