After all, it was for her job, and it should have been all on her dime. When she had started to make the arrangements though, Mikal stepped in with that calm control and confidence that seemed to be second nature to him."I have an appearance to maintain," he said with a grin. "After all, I can't have my wife-to-be flying in anything less than style." Viviana had grinned at the time, but she was getting a bigger and bigger twinge whenever he started talking about the charade that they were putting on. The issue, she decided, was that he was simply too good at it. When he looked at her with those bottomless green eyes, and when he smiled at her like that, it was just too easy to think that it was a permanent thing that would end in a wedding. She was an independent girl who never went in looking for the wedding ring or the bells and whistles, but there was definitely something strange about all of this for her.However, Viviana pushed her fears aside because, after all, she had a job to do, and never let it be said that Viviana Johns backed down from fun.
