Page 117 of Exes and Oh Hell No

He rolls his eyes. “I’ll escort you to the B&B.Baby.”

She fumes at him. “I’m gonna hit you with the hockey stick.”

I press my lips together, leaning against Ford when he slides his arm around me.

When I look up at his amused expression, I nearly lose it.

“Oh, baby. Kinky. I’m into it.” Connor turns around, sticking his ass out and wiggling it. “Beat me, baby.”

I can’t suppress my laughter anymore.

I turn my face into Ford’s shirt, cracking up at Connor’s crazy antics and the incredulous expression on Allie’s face before it turns to pure annoyance. “Trust me, jackass, you won’t like the way I beat you.”

Connor turns around, his hand on his chest. “I can assure you, I will. In fact, I’m honored that you’d choose to implement your dominatrix abilities on me.”

“Doma—what the hell is wrong with you?”she splutters, shaking her head. “You need counseling.”

“And you can be my therapist.” He hooks his arm around hers, tugging her toward her vehicle. “We’ll see you at the restaurant.”

“Let go of me. I already said I’m?—”

“You can say whatever you want, gorgeous. I’m not listening.” Connor raises the hockey stick in the air, a victorious smile on his face.

Allie gives me a look of utter astonishment.

I just shrug, knowing there’s no stopping Connor.

“She’s done for.” Ford laughs, shaking his head. “Connor won’t let up until she’s his.”

“I hope he doesn’t kidnap her. It wouldn’t shock me, though.”

Ford’s head is in my hair, breathing me in. “You liked it, hummingbird. Don’t lie.”

My cheeks heat, and I open my mouth to argue, but his smirk is already growing.

“No use fighting it,” he murmurs, brushing his lips over my temple. “You like when I take what’s mine.”

I turn, wrapping my arms around his waist and staring up at his face. “I do. But if you tell anyone I told you that?—”

His finger presses against my lip. “It’s our secret. Spouse honor.”

I laugh, my brows raising. “Spouse honor?”

“Like Scout’s honor but between spouses.”

“We aren’t married yet, Ford.”

He tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. “Not by my choice. I’d marry you right now?—”

“No. I want a wedding with our crazy friends.”

“Speaking of, you’re gonna need a few more bridesmaids.”

I look up at him, a smile on my face. “I’ve got it covered. My friends from high school said they’d do it when I messaged them earlier.” I cock my head. “Is Daltyn gonna be in it?”

“Yup.”

Ford nods, wrapping his arm around me and leading me to Gram’s vehicle. “I’m so fucking excited to marry you. I wish we were doing it tomorrow.”

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