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When they got to the Plaza Hotel, Ari ordered a bottle of champagne, knowing they would need it. Ari was glad that Grayson had been so thoughtful as to call Vickie for her. Why hadn’t she thought of it? One thing was certain: She was going to have to start thinking ahead for the ones she loved. Thinking of the needs of her loved ones first. She had done it already for her sister, but she hadn’t with Grayson. She hadn’t thought to. But now, she planned to change that.

“So, how’s married life?” Vickie took a sip of her champagne, her arm draped across the back of the sofa, facing her.

Ari took a sip of her wine, stalling, and then smiled. “Oh? Besides my husband being accused of murder and the paparazzi stalking our every move? Just fine!”