He looked at me. “I never thought it would happen,” he said, taking a long pull of his beer. “Who would be crazy enough to deal with her?” he asked the question that everyone has been asking for over a year. We came out to our friends and family and then finally had our picture taken at a red carpet event for his company, and that was online everywhere.

“Are you really staying in Greece for a month?” Karrie asks me and hands me a glass of wine. I look down at it and then look back at her again.

“We haven’t really decided,” I tell her and put the glass of wine down. “We are going to wing it. It might give me hives since I need a plan, but for now, we are going to Greece for the month. His mother and father are also coming, and eventually, his brother will pop up.”

“Look at you,” Karrie says. “The family girl.”

I shrug. “What can I say?” I don’t add in that I wouldn’t change it for anything. I don’t add that my life is so much more complete with him in it. Instead, I look around and spot Zara and Zoe huddled together in their chairs while Zoe bounces baby Zoey on her lap.

“Can you remember how small they were when Matthew and I met?” Karrie says of the twins, and I shake my head.

“What are you two chatting about?” Allison comes over with her glass of wine.

“How the twins have grown,” Karrie says, and I look back over at them.

“It really is crazy how they’ve settled down,” Allison says. “Except now they are teaching my kids all the shit they did.”

“How is that going?” I ask Allison who glares at me.

“I put salt in my coffee this morning.” She takes another sip of her wine. “Let me go and yell at them for that.” She walks over to the twins, and we just laugh.

“I brought you some water,” Mark says, coming to me and leaning down to kiss my neck.

“Thank you,” I tell him, and Karrie looks at me.

“But I got you wine,” she says, and then I look at Mark and then at Karrie, who is now looking at me with huge eyes. “Vivienne,” she says my name.

Mark hugs my shoulder, his hand rubbing my arm, and brings me close to him. “Well, that lasted what, an hour.”

“I didn’t even say anything,” I tell him and then turn to look at Karrie. “I didn’t say anything.”

“Oh my God,” Karrie says with tears in her eyes. She just looks at me, and I look at my best friend who would hold my hand through everything … well, almost anything. “Vivienne,” she says softly, coming over to me. “Are you …?”