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I glanced over at my wife to see her nodding her head in agreement.
“Sounds like a great idea,” I said back. “We’re just about finished up with dinner ourselves, so how about we meet up somewhere for drinks?”
“Great! I’ll send you the address,” Alessandro said.
And with that, the call ended and a few seconds later I received the location of the bar my brother wanted to meet up at. I called over one of the waiters and requested the check.
Natalia was beaming with joy, practically bouncing in the passenger seat of the car as I drove through the city. It was nice to see that the place Alessandro had chosen was not overly crowded but had a decent amount of people around.
I slipped my hand into Natalia’s, and we stepped through the doors. We quickly spotted my brother and his fiancée sitting in a private looking booth. As my wife went off to greet them, I leaned my head over the bar top to tell one of the bartenders to send a bottle of their best champagne over to our table.
When I finally made it over, I clapped my brother on the back and hugged Mia tightly in congratulations. Both women easily became immersed in their own conversation as I turned my attention to Alessandro.
“So, I take it the night went well then,” I assumed with a grin.
Alessandro blew out a long breath. “For fuck’s sake, I thought I was going to pass out from how nervous I’d gotten,” he said.
I nodded my head in sincere understanding.
“But, at some point, my anxiety stopped. It felt like a wave of numbness came over me, and I figured it was now or never. Part of me is still riding the natural high of knowing that she said yes.”
I chuckled and nodded my head again. “Yeah, that’s sort of how it went for me as well back then. I kept telling myself that everything was going to be fine. And in the end, I was right,” I said smugly.
Our conversation gradually faded out, and Alessandro and I leaned into the separate conversation between Natalia and Mia.
Mia was glowing with happiness as Natalia complimented her on the beauty of the ring.
“It really is stunning, Mia,” she said.
Mia gently shook her head in bafflement. “I just can’t get over how you were right about the proposal.”
My brows lifted into my hair as I felt the intense heat from my brother’s steel gaze hit me head on.
“Tallon, did you tell Natalia that I was planning to propose?” he asked me.
Just as I parted my lips to defend myself, Natalia turned her head and spoke.
“Hey, give a girl some credit, will you?” she said humorously. “Alessandro, Tallon hadn’t breathed a single word of this to anyone. I can assure you, that I merely guessed it would happen.”
Aless narrowed his eyes. “Well, that’s one hell of a guess.”
Natalia snorted in response. “Not really. You two are perfect for each other. Anyone with a working pair of eyes can see that.”
Aless conceded the argument and smiled right as one of the bartenders came over to our table with a freshly opened bottle of champagne and a bucket of ice. As soon as each of us received a glass, we all joined them in the center of the table and toasted to the new engagement. The next few hours were filled with laughter and excitement for the future wedding our family was going to see.
A gracious warmth spread through my chest as my eyes locked on the loving embrace between my brother and his future wife.
By the time the night reached its end, Natalia and I were back home happily lying in bed together. My arm wrapped around her waist as she snuggled into me.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked her quietly.
Natalia shifted her head up to look at me as her smile deepened. “Just thinking about how much has changed in the last year.”
I couldn’t keep from grinning as well. She was right. So much had changed. Business between the Russians has never gone smoother, our own engagement was rocky and unpredictable for a time, but in the end, our marriage couldn’t be stronger.
“I wouldn’t change a single thing,” I told her. “Now Alessandro can finally experience that for himself, and I can finally bring my full attention back to you, my beautiful wife.”
A deep blush touched her cheeks while a devious smile curved on her lips.
“Why, my handsome husband, what did you have in mind?”
I tightened my hold on her and pulled her into a searing kiss.
*One Year Later*
*Natalia*
The beautiful sound of heavy church bells echoed in the light spring breeze that surrounded us as everyone gradually left the church. Unlike Tallon and myself, Alessandro and Mia took the traditional route and got married inside of a beautiful, gothic-style church with a hefty crowd of family members and personal friends.
Mia looked absolutely stunning in her floor-length gown that formed perfectly to her body. Her hair was styled up and curled to frame her face, while her makeup was delicate and natural. Alessandro looked handsome in his black tux as he stood waiting for her at the head of the altar right next to Tallon, who stood with him as his man of honor.
The past couple of months were thankfully less chaotic as opposed to when I was planning my own wedding. But when Mia had asked me to be her maid of honor, I was completely overjoyed and eager to help her plan.
Everything was perfect. The dress fittings went smoothly, and the flower arrangements were stunning. There was little to no difficulty when it came to creating a guest list, and deciding on a venue was a breeze.
Throughout the ceremony, I consistently caught myself glancing over at Tallon who kept catching my gaze and secretly smiled. My face flushed on numerous occasions because I was certain the man was trying to undress me with his eyes.
I had to admit, I looked good.
Mia was gracious enough, as the bride, to allow me to pick out my own dress as the bridesmaid. I’d gone with a spaghetti-strap, light purple dress with silver hoop earrings. I flat ironed my hair and went with a gentle blush on makeup on my cheeks.
‘God, I love this man,’ I thought.
He always knew how to make me feel like the center of the universe.
Now that the ceremony was over, everyone was heading over to the venue for the reception. I quickly found Mia among the small groups of people who tried to crowd them. I reached for her arm and leaned in to kiss her cheek, officially welcoming her to the family.
I’d let her and Alessandro know that Tallon and I were heading over to the venue and to check into our hotel room.
“There you are,” Tallon said from beside me. “Are you ready to go?”
My lips curved into a joyous smile, and I slid my hand into his. Without another word, we made off toward the beautiful reception venue.
Mia had truly outdone herself when deciding on a florist. The place was absolutely breathtaking and swimming in the most vibrant, fresh-looking flowers I’d seen for the season.
We stepped up to the desk and collected our room key while one of the staff members took our bags up. Tallon led me into the reception room, where soon we were joined by the other arriving wedding guests.
Once it came time for Mia and Alessandro to make their grand entrance and share in their first dance, the after party took off.
The day quickly bled into the night, and everyone was having the time of their lives. Tallon and I danced for what felt like hours. When it was time for dinner to be served, we took our seats at the head table and listened in on given speeches.
Alessandro, of course, spoke out for the love of his new wife and recounted the day they first met, letting everyone know that it was the second best of his life. But today would obviously take first place.
Many of the guests had tears in their eyes, myself included, by the time he was finished.
