Chapter 62

Dermot's pov

I admired myself in the huge mirror, I have to give it to her. The stylist knows what she is doing, the sight of my hair made me forgive her rudeness earlier.

"I love this," I cooed at my image in the mirror. She was smiling at me with a look of curiosity on her face.

I know she was wondering why I was acting different but I won't give in. Whatever assumption she has is fine with me, as long as she doesn't dig too deep then we are safe.

"You look beautiful," she said to me.

I grinned at her, "I know right? He is going to freak." I said, referring to Carter who I am sure she doesn't know of.

"Your boyfriend?" She asked,

"My husband," I grinned.

The shock showed on her face, ooooh.

I sense gossip.

She leaned down to whisper something in my ear, "you are married? The last time I checked, you told me you had a boyfriend who lived in the...&q