Page 115 of Mob Bride

I tap the screen to see the clock again because it’s been long enough for it to dim.

Me

Shane?

Dillan

Carys it’s Dillan. They’re taking him to be fingerprinted

Me

Then what? Are they taking him to central booking?

Dillan

We don’t know yet maybe

Me

You can’t let that happen.

Dillan

We’ll take care of him. Let Cor take care of you. Listen to him so Shane doesn’t worry.

I look at Cormac, who’s reading along with me as the texts come in.

Me

Tell Shane I’m serious. We can be in CT from here in an hour. Once we’re both cut loose, we go.

Dillan

I’ll see what he says

I hand the phone back to Cormac, who rests it screen down on his thigh. I noticed he doesn’t have a wedding ring when we were at Shane’s yesterday. I saw Sean’s, Finn’s, and Dillan’s then and Seamus’s today. I’m certain they don’t have marriagesof convenience to keep their wives out of jail. I’m certain they didn’t do it to keep themselves out.

It’ll devastate my parents to miss my wedding and to learn I married Shane for any reason but love. My guess is his parents’ll feel the same. But I don’t give a shit if it protects him. We can divorce or even get it annulled if he wants.

He wants. Not if I want.

I don’t know what the fuck I want short of getting away from here. Am I so eager to escape I’m willing to commit to marrying someone I don’t love?

You’re practically in love with him.

Practically doesn’t mean I am.

But you could be.

Maybe one day. We can’t wait around to see if we fall in love. We need to buy ourselves enough time to see if we don’t fall in love.

“Cormac, what will happen to him if they book him and take him to jail? Will there be people there who want to hurt him?”

“Yes.”

Fuck.

“Are you always so blunt?”

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