Zoe found herself blushing deeply under Penelope's close proximity in such a small space.

He was too close, and she couldn't avoid meeting his gaze. Nervously, she muttered, "What promises? Let's talk about it when we get back."

Penelope didn't let go of her hand, still looking at her. "Your nod just now meant that I should tell my dad we've gotten our marriage certificate. Blakey, once I say something, I can't take it back. You have to go along with me on this little white lie."

Zoe's mind was still reeling. It had only been a short while since she publicly accepted Penelope's proposal at the auction. Now, less...