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the apartment without me. So it’s obviously
wedding stuff.
    While I’m loving the excitement of it all, I’m dying to have
some sort of information. It’s like everyone around me has a secret and I’m
left out of it. I only last fifteen minutes alone in the apartment before I go
snooping. There has to be something in this house that will tell me what he’s
planning.
    First, I look through his drawers. I’m careful not to mess
anything up, but besides some mobile phone and internet bills, I can’t find
anything.
    Pressing my lips together, I look around the apartment and
try to think about where he would hide something. It dawns on me that he might
use the same hiding places I would and I go through the hall closet. I’m not
too careful looking through here as I can at least claim I was cleaning up if
he notices things are moved… but nothing.
    “Hmmm,” I say to myself. “If I was a secret wedding planned
by David. Where would I hide?”
    I have a light bulb moment and go into the office. We both
use the office so there’s no way he’d leave a paper trail in here, although I
do a quick check anyway while I wait for the computer to power up. Immediately
I open up the browser and pull up the history. Surely there will be something
in there that will tell me what he’s planning.
    My mouth drops open and my heart sinks. All I find is page
after page talking about getting married in Vegas.
    “Oh no,” I breathe, my hand covering my mouth. This isn’t
what I wanted. Why would he do this?

David
    “You are so predictable,” I say from the doorway behind her.
I’ve just walked in and she was so engrossed in spying on me that she didn’t
hear me come through the door.
    The moment she hears my voice she jumps in her seat and
spins around to face me.
    “David! I… I ah…” she stammers, trying to shut down the
screen and explain herself at the same time.
    “We’re not getting married in Vegas Trina,” I tell her.
    “What? We’re not?” Her face is bright red from being caught
out, but the relief is obvious.
    “No princess. I wouldn’t do that to you.”
    “But what about all the websites? Were you thinking about
it?”
    “No not at all. I did that on purpose because I knew you’d
spy. You won’t find a single detail about our wedding Trina. There is such a
thing as an inPrivate browser. You won’t find anything here.”
    “Come on David. You’re killing me. Just give me something.”
    I move closer to her and kneel at her feet, taking her hands
in my own as I look into her eyes.
    “Do you want me to tell you all about the wedding?”
    “Um… yeah, I do. I can’t stand not knowing anymore.”
    For a few moments I study her expectant face, she’s beautiful
like this, her eyes shining with interest and her expression slightly creased
from her stress. I reach up and smooth my fingers over her forehead which
causes her to relax her frown, then I rise up a little higher on my knees and press
our lips together. Then I whisper. “No.”
    Her head jerks back. “No?!”
    “No. I’m not going to tell you.” I push up to standing and
lean down to kiss her on the top of her head. “You’ll just have to wait.” I
stride out of the office and head towards the kitchen. “I’m making a coffee. Do
you want one?” I call out.
    “I hate you!” she calls after me.
    “No you don’t,” I laugh. “You love me. True love forever
remember? You drew the symbol enough times in your wedding album. I don’t think
you can go back on that.”
    She appears in the doorway of the kitchen behind me. “You’re
right. I do love you. Even though you’re a shit stirrer who won’t even tell me
the date of my wedding.”
    “Well princess, you’re going to know it when you see it. I
can promise you that much.”

Chapter Twelve
     

Katrina
    The weather is starting to warm up and David and I are
heading to Bondi beach to enjoy sun and the sand. It was all my idea, so no
wedding surprise today. It’s just me