"Mm, just two more days!"
Valentine Teller snuggled under the quilt, answering softly.
Counting days like stars and moon, finally, the awaited day is almost here. Becoming his wife has been her dream for many years, and now it's about to come true, which still feels a bit unreal.
Maybe, when the marriage certificate is finally in hand, she can believe it's true and not just a dream.
Though she declined a grand wedding, he still wants to move her deeply, making every effort to ensure she never forgets.
Everything is being carefully arranged; she will surely be happy at the moment.
Valentine sneakily poked her head out from under the quilt, Mark Reed's handsome face was right in front of her, eyes closed, a smile on his lips. His lips were beautiful, thin, exuding a man's strength, and not too red.
As she watched, her lips moved closer; he kissed her in the street, and now she wanted to collect on that with interest.
