Bonnie poked Lawrence's chest playfully. "Not jealous anymore? Figured it out yourself?"
Lawrence wasn't the least bit embarrassed at having his thoughts read. That deep kiss in the bathroom had indeed cleared his mind completely.
He realized that if Bonnie had ever truly fallen for Aiken, it wouldn't have mattered what choices the man made. Whether Aiken chose to remain a frontline detective or took a safe desk job, whether he took her skiing or flaked on her entirely, Bonnie would have bravely and firmly given their relationship a real shot.
She wasn't the type of woman to prioritize her partner's career over love.
The simple truth was that Bonnie had never harbored feelings for anyone else.
All her bravery, determination, boldness, and decisiveness had been given entirely to him—the man who had once broken her heart.
So what right did he have to doubt or second-guess her?
His Candie rarely let her heart be swayed, but she had given it to him completely and without reservation. All he needed to do was return that devotion a thousandfold.
Lawrence pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. "Candie, I was being petty again."
Bonnie let out a muffled laugh, sliding her arms around his neck to tease him. "I'm used to it, you jealous jerk."
He accepted the title without a fight.
Knowing he had finally worked through his insecurities, she didn't bother explaining any further. She just shifted into a comfortable spot against him and drifted off to sleep.
Lawrence whispered a soft good afternoon, his heart finally entirely at peace.
...
Shortly after the holidays, Bonnie and Yvonne Walker's Zoo Architectural Studio officially opened its doors. The social media accounts they managed together were also gaining serious traction.
Their studio wasn't just taking on urban renewal projects; their scope included small-scale architecture, boutique interior design, graphic design, and project planning.
Business was steadily expanding.
Left with no other choice, Lawrence booked a sprawling estate hotel right in Cabinda. By the time he dropped the third proposal on her desk, she was so buried in work she didn't even read it.
The second she heard it was local, she gave it a blind green light.
Which meant that, as of right now, the bride had absolutely no idea what her own wedding venue looked like.
And May 2nd was only days away.
With the bride so entirely unbothered, the groom was starting to get a little annoyed. That morning, when they parted ways in the garage to head to work, Lawrence gave her lower lip a sharp little bite.
He practically ordered her not to be late for her dress fitting.
He was definitely throwing a minor tantrum. After all, Bonnie hadn't lifted a finger for the wedding. Booking the venue, picking the diamond rings, sourcing the jewelry, and hand-writing the invitations to all their friends and family—Lawrence had done every single bit of it himself.
Even for their engagement shoot, he had to remind her endlessly just so she wouldn't forget the date.

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