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“I am happy,” I admit. “Life is pretty good right now.”

My dad stares at me now, gears turning in his mind. “You’re seeing someone, aren’t you?”

“What?!” I yell. “What would make you think that?”

“Because your old man has been around long enough to recognize the look of being completely smitten with someone.”

“You need new glasses then, old man,” I say, hip-checking him as I try not to combust into flames. “I’m just happy. I’ve got my friends. I don’t need a man.”

“I need all the single ladies to join us on the floor. It’s time for the bouquet toss!” The emcee’s voice booms over the speakers, giving me the perfect way to get out of this conversation with my dad.

“Welp, that’s me. Gotta get out on the floor.”

I scurry as fast as my feet can take me.

Why am I such a bad actor?

He knows I’m with someone, even if I’m denying it.

He doesn’t know it’s Cole, but how long will it be before he figures that out, too?

thirty-one

Cole

When the reception ends,Rory and I say our goodbyes separately before meeting in the hallway and heading off to the elevator. Thanks to it being nearly midnight now, we end up alone in the elevator car.

“You’re on the fourteenth floor, right?” I ask, finger hovering over the button.

“Wait, let’s go to your room,” she says, grabbing my wrist to stop me.

“Okay…” I reply, instead pressing the button for floor fifteen. “You know my room looks the same as yours, right?”

“I know,” Rory sighs. “But my dad kind of has it in his head that I’m seeing someone.” My eyes widen in fear. “No, he doesn’t know it’s you. Don’t worry. But if we’re not in my room, he can’t accidentally interrupt us or anything. He doesn’t know what room you’re staying in.”

“My room it is then.” Once the car starts moving, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her against me, chest to chest. “We’ll make sure your dad doesn’t find out.”

“I know.”

Her smile is sweet before I capture her lips with mine, kissing her gently. But when she lightly moans against my mouth, there isn’t a gentle bone left in my body.

“You really are Daddy’s little slut, aren’t you? I haven’t even touched you, and you’re moaning against my lips. You’re just ready for me to fuck you.”

“Yes,” she breathes. “I want you, Cole. So fucking bad.”

“You want me to fill up that tight cunt with my cum, Rory girl? Want it to drip out of your pussy and down your legs?” I palm her ass, and my hardness presses between us.

“God, yes,” she moans, throwing her head back. I latch onto her neck, lightly nipping her skin as she grinds against me.

When the elevator doors open, we run off. I take her hand in mine and all but drag her to my room. Once we cross the threshold and I kick the door shut behind us, we’re in a frenzy.

Her hands are working the buttons of my vest and shirt as mine slide under the skirt of her dress, bunching up the fabric as I lift her up and wrap her legs around my waist, pinning her against the wall.

“Weddings really work you up, huh?” I murmur against her lips.

“Youwork me up. You in a vest with your shirt sleeves rolled up, showing off your forearms and tattoos? God, you don’t know how hot you look right now.”

“You’re great for the ego, baby.” My fingers slide under the waistband of the lace under her dress, though there doesn’t seem to be much of it there.

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