There he stood. Tall, broad, handsome...uncomfortable. Wearing the suit like he would welcome any discomfort whatsoever if it made her happy.
When she reached him, Vee squeezed her hand once before placing it carefully in Marco's.
"Take care of her," Vee whispered.
"With my life."
She released Val and moved to stand beside Luca. Luca's gaze found her immediately.
"Hey…" Luca whispered.
"Hey…" she whispered back.
"You look gorgeous."
Her lips curved. "Thank you."
His eyes swept over her again, shameless and appreciative.
Vee's brow lifted. "You don't look so bad yourself."
The priest cleared his throat. "You may be seated," he began.
The guests settled into the pews. Luca's phone vibrated. He quickly pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and frowned.
He turned to Vee and held her gaze. "Stay here."
"What…" Vee started to say.
