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up to his, inviting him in with a slow curve of her lips.
“Is that so?” His hands came around to grasp her waist, bringing her in closer until his mouth was brushing over hers. “And here it was I thought you fell for my sense of humor.”
“It certainly didn’t hurt.” She sighed when he kissed her, and silently thanked God he was hers.
“Excuse me, Miss O’Connor?” A slender and elegant woman with cropped black hair and raven eyes questioned, one eyebrow raised at the couple before her. It was highly uncustomary for a client to bring her fiancé to a wedding gown fitting…but, then again, she’d seen weirder things in her time.
Rhiannon broke apart from Liam and faced the woman, fighting to regain her composure. For a brief moment she hadn’t recognized the name, since it was only a name she used when in the human world.
“Yes, hello.” She smiled politely, holding out her hand to take the woman’s. “You must be Eileen?”
“Yes, it’s lovely to meet you.” Eileen shot a curious glance at Liam, who was lingering behind Rhiannon, looking more than a little nervous. “And are you the husband to be?”
Liam looked at the woman questioningly, his eyebrows raised, but Rhiannon cut in to correct her.
“No, no, the appointment isn’t for me. I scheduled it for my friend Capri. We’re not engaged.” Annoyed that she felt flustered, Rhiannon cleared her throat and let out a calming breath. “She’s over there, looking at the jewelry.”
Eileen spun around and spotted the tall, willowy blonde and the spunky redhead browsing the earrings section before turning back to Rhiannon.
“Well, let’s collect them and we can get started.” She smiled, motioning with her arm before leading the way toward the private dressing rooms.
About an hour later, Liam sat comfortably on the guest sofa in their own private dressing area, looking laid back and entertained while the girls were locked in dressing rooms trying on the gowns Eileen had brought them. Capri had tried on three different dresses so far, none of which had passed the test, and Blythe was on her fifteenth dress. But Rhiannon had been locked in her dressing room with her one and only dress for over half an hour, and he was starting to wonder if she had fallen asleep in there.
But when the door cracked open slightly, and he saw her peek her head out cautiously, he grinned.
“You alright in there?” he asked, humor in his eyes at the scowl she sent his way.
“I’m just fine,” she replied defensively, glancing around to be sure the coast was clear. “Can I show you this dress and get your honest opinion?” she asked, eyeing him pleadingly. “Don’t lie if it looks bad, okay? I want the truth.”
“Okay.” He nodded, still smiling.
But when she stepped out of the dressing room and into full view, his grin faded and his eyes widened.
“Wow,” he managed, sitting up to focus on her. “Seriously, Rhia. Wow.”
She bit her lip skeptically and spun around so he could see the whole thing, all the while examining herself critically in the tall mirrors that covered the walls.
“I don’t know, I think it may be a bit too long in the back. It should probably be taken up a few inches, and definitely taken in a bit at the waist…”
He was already rising to his feet as she continued to critique the dress, unable to take his eyes off her. He thought of the ring that was still tucked away safely in his pocket, and the desire to give it to her then and there washed over him in one all encompassing wave. But he pushed the feeling aside, knowing there would be more opportune moments to come…
The dress was made of dusty rose colored silk, and fell long to her feet. It hugged the slender curves of her hips and cinched in at her waist, tied back with an elegant oversized bow at the back. The bodice was v-necked and hung seductively low, with thin straps hanging on her shoulders. She’d swept up her dark hair with a clip on top of her
“Is that so?” His hands came around to grasp her waist, bringing her in closer until his mouth was brushing over hers. “And here it was I thought you fell for my sense of humor.”
“It certainly didn’t hurt.” She sighed when he kissed her, and silently thanked God he was hers.
“Excuse me, Miss O’Connor?” A slender and elegant woman with cropped black hair and raven eyes questioned, one eyebrow raised at the couple before her. It was highly uncustomary for a client to bring her fiancé to a wedding gown fitting…but, then again, she’d seen weirder things in her time.
Rhiannon broke apart from Liam and faced the woman, fighting to regain her composure. For a brief moment she hadn’t recognized the name, since it was only a name she used when in the human world.
“Yes, hello.” She smiled politely, holding out her hand to take the woman’s. “You must be Eileen?”
“Yes, it’s lovely to meet you.” Eileen shot a curious glance at Liam, who was lingering behind Rhiannon, looking more than a little nervous. “And are you the husband to be?”
Liam looked at the woman questioningly, his eyebrows raised, but Rhiannon cut in to correct her.
“No, no, the appointment isn’t for me. I scheduled it for my friend Capri. We’re not engaged.” Annoyed that she felt flustered, Rhiannon cleared her throat and let out a calming breath. “She’s over there, looking at the jewelry.”
Eileen spun around and spotted the tall, willowy blonde and the spunky redhead browsing the earrings section before turning back to Rhiannon.
“Well, let’s collect them and we can get started.” She smiled, motioning with her arm before leading the way toward the private dressing rooms.
About an hour later, Liam sat comfortably on the guest sofa in their own private dressing area, looking laid back and entertained while the girls were locked in dressing rooms trying on the gowns Eileen had brought them. Capri had tried on three different dresses so far, none of which had passed the test, and Blythe was on her fifteenth dress. But Rhiannon had been locked in her dressing room with her one and only dress for over half an hour, and he was starting to wonder if she had fallen asleep in there.
But when the door cracked open slightly, and he saw her peek her head out cautiously, he grinned.
“You alright in there?” he asked, humor in his eyes at the scowl she sent his way.
“I’m just fine,” she replied defensively, glancing around to be sure the coast was clear. “Can I show you this dress and get your honest opinion?” she asked, eyeing him pleadingly. “Don’t lie if it looks bad, okay? I want the truth.”
“Okay.” He nodded, still smiling.
But when she stepped out of the dressing room and into full view, his grin faded and his eyes widened.
“Wow,” he managed, sitting up to focus on her. “Seriously, Rhia. Wow.”
She bit her lip skeptically and spun around so he could see the whole thing, all the while examining herself critically in the tall mirrors that covered the walls.
“I don’t know, I think it may be a bit too long in the back. It should probably be taken up a few inches, and definitely taken in a bit at the waist…”
He was already rising to his feet as she continued to critique the dress, unable to take his eyes off her. He thought of the ring that was still tucked away safely in his pocket, and the desire to give it to her then and there washed over him in one all encompassing wave. But he pushed the feeling aside, knowing there would be more opportune moments to come…
The dress was made of dusty rose colored silk, and fell long to her feet. It hugged the slender curves of her hips and cinched in at her waist, tied back with an elegant oversized bow at the back. The bodice was v-necked and hung seductively low, with thin straps hanging on her shoulders. She’d swept up her dark hair with a clip on top of her
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