Brie

“Tonight?”

“Yes, tonight.”

“How?” I laugh, taking a step away from him. “We-we can’t.”

“We can,” he says breathlessly, shaking his head. “The temple stays open all night. We’d just need to find a priestess.”

“We’d need a witness,” I whisper as the cogs in my mind start turning. “I’d need a dress–”

“I’d marry you like this,” he says, taking my hands. “But please, for the love of the Goddess, marry me before I go.”

I blink up at Logan, my heart swelling and squeezing simultaneously. There’s still a whisper in my mind that warns me that he could change his mind, that he can’t really want me,...