Chapter 10

“The veil stays.” Gus was adamant.

“I promise. It’s just easier to get dressed without it.” Luca held it out to Gus, who took and caressed the silky whiteness with gentle hands. He loved the softness of it. It felt like it was made out of spun moonbeams, and the crystals were stars.

“It’s beautiful,” he mumbled and meant it, not caring if his thoughts contained more sugar than cotton candy. It was his wedding day, and he was allowed to be sappy. Besides, it would look amazing with the tuxedo he wasn’t supposed to see before the wedding.