Page 91 of Menace in Vegas

With a sigh, I decide to put him out of his misery.

Better hope Gram doesn’t hear you swearing to God. You know that’s her line.

I don’t fucking care right now!!

DID YOU KNOCK HER UP?!?!

Not yet. Unless she’s not taking her pills. Then maybe.

I HATE YOU!!

No, you don’t.

Also, why would you?!

I’M GOING TO KILL YOU MYSELF!

I’d like to see you try!

Why’s this got your balls in a knot?

Did you hit your fucking head?

STOP FUCKING JOKING!

HARPER’S GONNA MURDER ME IF YOU FORCE ALLIE TO MARRY YOU!

I grin down at my phone.

And there it is! The sole reason Ford’s pissed! If his wife wouldn’t castrate him because I was forcing Allie to marry me, he’d be on board with the plan.

I shake my head. Ford’s threats don’t scare me.

Allie is thebestdecision I’ve ever made.

When we get to Vegas, I’m marrying her.

Even if I have to get her drunk first.

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ALLISON

Ishould’ve trusted my instincts and leapt from Wanda before we pulled into the hotel parking lot.

Instead, I stayed in my seat like a damn fool.

Now I’m standing in yet another hotel lobby with Connor, who just pinched my ass, told the clerk we needed a single suite, and kissed me breathless before I could object.

“Come on, baby. You’re my fiancée now,” he murmurs with that smug smile. “Time to go to our suite.”

I don’t even fight him.

That horrifying realization sends me straight into a spiral.

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Connor lounges shirtlessagainst the headboard, looking like he owns the world.

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