Page 42 of Locking Down Qetesh

If I'd thought Ella and Nadia knew a lot of people who they invited to their pre-wedding party, there were even more at the wedding reception. And one thing I hadn't thought about was the fact that Ella's parents were going to be here.

Which meant that Jacob's parents were going to be here. Despite being thousands of years old, I could count the number of times I'd met a partner's parents on one hand. Not that we were that serious yet.

"Teshaaaaaaaaaaa!" Ella said, throwing her arm around my shoulder. "I'm married." She wiggled her left hand in front of me where a ring that twisted around like a vine now sat on her ring finger.

"Congratulations," I said. "The ceremony was beautiful."

"It was." She let out a satisfied sigh. "Now it's your turn."

I laughed. "I'm not getting married."

"Not even to my brother?"

"We've been seeing each other for a few weeks. Maybe give it time before you make those kinds of jokes."

"Nuh-uh. I know you well, and I know my brother well. This is going to last, mark my words."

"Maybe he won't like dating a goddess," I said.

"Nah, he wouldn't date you if he wasn't willing to deal with that."

I looked over to where he was talking to a couple of people I didn't recognise, but I assumed must be part of their family. He smiled at me and I returned the gesture.

"You're smitttttttttten. You're in love."

I cleared my throat. "You're drunk."

"Nah, I've only had one glass of champagne, you can't get drunk from that."

I raised an eyebrow. "Well, I think that your declarations of love are probably best left for your wife."

She sighed dreamily. "My wife. Eurgh, I'm never going to tire of saying that."

"Maybe go tell Nadia that," I encouraged her.

"All right, fine. But you should take my brother to the dance floor if I do that."

"Does he not get a say in that?"

"Nope."

I shook my head, knowing that it was best just to go with it so that she left me to actually interact with her brother on my own terms and not hers.

"I love ya, Tesha." She kissed my cheek. "And I really would be happy if you were my sister."

"You're already like a sister to me, Ella."

"Good."

"And I love you too," I said. "Now, seriously, go spend time with your wife, it's your wedding day, you need to be all loved up."

She sighed dramatically. "I guess I do, don't I?" She flitted away.

"Did I just hear you tell my sister you loved her?" Jacob asked.

I jumped, not realising how close he was. "She told me first."

He chuckled. "Would you like to dance with me?"

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