- Brad POV
- I had no idea where she could be having her bachelorette. A small quiet restaurant maybe. I wanted to see her. I wasn’t going to press the issue of not getting married. It was dumb if I was being honest. I wanted her. I fucking wanted Gianna Glass. It was a miracle how I had gone this long without making her mine.
- A couple of my friends organized a bachelor’s party for me at an exclusive underground casino. Every loan shark in the city was here. The best escorts and strippers were on call. Not that I wanted any of them. None of them were Gianna so they were useless to me.