Page 73 of Fireworks & Forehead Kisses

If there was one thing that my obsession over wanting to be married had come in handy for, it was getting married with less than twenty-four hours’ notice. Three summers ago, while living in San Francisco, I’d picked up this white Oscar de la Renta form-fitting wedding dress with spaghetti straps, a sweetheart neckline, and a thigh-high slit from an estate sale in Pacific Heights. I got it for two hundred dollars—it retailed at over six thousand. It fit me to a T without any alterations. I’d almost thrown it away after Garrett broke up with me, but now I was so happy I’d kept it.

“Second, I got the Bat Signal. What is going on?”

I’d decided I was only inviting Nadia to the secret ceremony. Part of me felt a little guilty not letting Zoe and Daphne know about me getting married, but since I was barely even going to see Declan during our marriage, I really didn’t see the point. Although I trusted my inner circle implicitly, the more people who knew about this, the better chances of an unintentional leak. Since I had to live here after the ten weeks were over, I didn’t want to be the girl who married a billionaire to get out of debt, even though that’s exactly who I was.

“I’m getting married.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

I checked the alarm clock on Skylar’s nightstand. “In about fifteen minutes.”

“Wait. What? To whom? The guy from last night?”

“Yes.”

“The Christian Grey Zaddy?”

“Yes.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“The one with the terms?”

“Yes.

“And you agreed to them?”

“We negotiated.”

“Okay.” She shook her head and rolled her hands backward. “Rewind. I need all the info. Who is he? How did you meet him? What did you negotiate? How did he ask you to marry him? Where is this wedding happening?”

“I met him at the bar the night after I went to my audition forMarried by a Matchmaker.”

Nadia’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. “He’s not… Is heBig?”

“Yes.”

“Holy shit!”

“He is also Declan Wolfe.”

Nadia stared at me. Her mouth opened, then closed, then opened again, then closed as she blinked several times.

“So that’s what it takes to make Nadia Carson speechless,” I teased.

“Declan Wolfe, aka Mr. Stick Up His Ass?”

“Yes.”

“What? How?”

“When I got to Stella’s house yesterday for the launch, Declan was back from his trip, and I saw him for the first time.”

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