Chapter 67

“Noted! "Colton touches two fingers on his forehead and quickly pushes them away in greeting, and still smiling, he turns to me. Their playful blue eyes are shaded by eyelashes so large that they touch the skin below their eyebrows, and even so dissonant from the dark laurel in their short hair, they adorn wonderfully with the soft jaw and the mouth with a fleshy lower lip. He is the perfect image of the heartthrob that drives any young lady crazy. "Since the wait for lunch has become the den of confessions, I admit that I was resentful not to receive a wedding invitation from my first passion.”

"First unrequited passion" I correct, partially embarrassed. It's not news that Colton had caught my attention before Dean showed up playing Prince Charming, but we were never more than good colleagues. "And I didn't want you to give me bad luck.”

"I wasn't invited either! "Bedereclaims, pouting.

"Because you are all birds of bad omen," reapplies Penelope, biting her nails.