Page 52 of Exes and Oh Hell No

From the moment I realized I was in love with Ford, I dreamed about marrying him.

Spending the rest of my life with this man.

When he asked me to the school dance, that was the moment it all began.

When I was his date to the prom, I started imagining my first name and his last name.

Images of wedding dresses and rings, cake and flowers, danced in my head.

Flashed through my head when I daydreamed.

But never did I imagine we’d end for a decade, and then he’d waltz into my life, kidnap and want to marry me after a damn rock was thrown through my window!

I blow out a breath. “Of course, I remember it. But Ford, this ismadness. Don’t you see? You can’t just kidnap and force me to marry you.”

He pulls into Gram’s driveway and shuts the vehicle off.

He turns toward me, wiggling his brows. “I can be very persuasive.”

He lifts one shoulder, his eyes sparkling. “If you won’t say yes willingly, I’ll just get you drunk.”

My mouth drops open. “Hey! That’s unfair to use that against me. Just because the first time I said I loved you, I drowned my insecurities in alcohol, then snuck through your bedroom window?—”

“Then stripped me down and rode my cock after your confession. Best night ever.”

He pushes open the door and is out of the vehicle, slamming it in my face before I can retort.

Damn him.

I’m so frustrated and mad, I’m shaking.

He has to listen to me, dammit.

I’m not going through with this foolish nonsense!

My door whips open, and he’s unfastening my seatbelt and lifting me from Gram’s vehicle like I weigh nothing. “Come along, my soon-to-be bride. We have a lot of planning to do.”

“I’ll scream.” I threaten as I squirm in his arms.

But his grip is like a damn vice as he cradles me to his chest, carrying me bridal style.

With my fucking wrists bound!

This is the most preposterous thing I’ve ever heard of.

I couldn’t dream of such nonsense!

“Go ahead and scream.” He grins down at me, in complete control despite the chaos of the situation. “Who’s gonna hear you?”

“Gram? Connor?”

“Well, my pretty soon-to-be-wife. You’re SOL. Connor took Gram to the grocery store and to run some errands.” He shakes his head. “Plus, he said something about staying here cause this is better than any movie or TV series he can stream.”

“Ford! Youcannotkidnap a woman and marry her.”

He flashes me a smirk, smug as hell. “I’m not kidnappinganywoman. I’ve capturedyou. Clearly.”

I gape at him, words failing me. “That is literally the same thing.”

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