Chapter 52

• ROBYN
• After the ceremony, we stay seated for a while—watching Camilla and Anthony be swept into hugs, cheers, and flashes of cameras. Guests start to filter out toward the rooftop, where the reception will take place. But neither of us moves.
• Dominique’s hand is still resting on my thigh, but the heat from earlier has mellowed into something gentler. His thumb rubs small, absent-minded circles across my skin. It’s not teasing. It’s not possessive. It’s… soft. Thoughtful.