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“That love at first sight does actually exist.” He smiles proudly.

“You fell in love tonight?” I smile as I stumble over my feet. “Oww.”

“I do believe so.” He rolls his hands out and does an overexaggerated bow.

“With who?” I screw my face up. “I didn’t see you with anyone.”

“The most beautiful woman on earth.”

“Couldn’t be,” Edward slurs. “She’s taken.” He grabs me roughly again and we laugh like idiots. I swat him away. “Behave, Prescott.”

“Who was she, Stone?”

“She has blond hair and blue eyes. So fucking perfect.”

“What was her name?” I ask.

“Amaya,” he says. “Didn’t quite catch the surname yet, it’s a work in progress.”

Edward’s eyes meet his. “Blond hair, blue eyes, white dress, Amaya?”

“That’s her.”

“Ha.” Edward tips his head back and laughs, a deep belly laugh. “Fucking yes. Hilarious.”

“What?” Thomas and I frown.

“Did you talk to her?” Edward thinks this is the funniest thing he’s ever heard.

“Yes I did, actually.” Thomas puts his hands on his hips, indignant. “We even made out.”

“You made out?” He laughs hard again. “Oh, this is the fucking best.”

“What the hell is so funny?” I frown.

“Do you know who he made out with?” he slurs as he points to Thomas.

“Who?”

“Princess Amaya of Switzerland.”

“Huh?”

“Hermione’s little sister.” He widens his eyes.

“Why is that funny?” I frown.

“Because the king will fucking kill him.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

EDWARD

Sunday morning and I pull the SUV into Alora’s driveway in Nice.

We’re here to collect more of Alora’s things and water her damn garden, I glance over to her in the passenger seat. “These vegetables get more attention than I do.”

“Probably.” She bounces out of the car and up to the front door and I hang back to talk to the car that’s just pulled up behind us. “Morning, boys.”