: : : Kieran : : :
"Looking for this?"
I turn around to see Kieran standing there, holding my bouquet with a playful smirk on his face. My heart skips a beat at the sight of him. His dark green eyes sparkle with mischief, and I can't help but feel a mixture of relief and something deeper that I can't quite name.
"Yes, thank you," I say, walking towards him. "You always seem to know where to find me,"
He steps closer, extending the bouquet towards me. "I have a knack for it," he says, his voice low and smooth. As I take the bouquet from his hand, our fingers brush, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
For a moment, we just stand there, the quiet of the church enveloping us. I look up into his eyes, and for a second, I forget about everything else — the wedding, the reception,
