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“I love you too.”

Once the words are out of my mouth, I fully wake and pop my eyes open. Ronan is smiling down at me with a twinkle in his eyes. I blink at him as my thoughts race.

“Ya might want to get up and call yer ma. Ya have a wedding to plan.”

I sit up and pull the sheet up over my breasts. I groan and palm my head. What the fuck happened last night?

How much did I drink? Wait, what the fuck did he just say? What wedding?

“I see yer confusion, but as ya said, a bet is a bet, and ya gave yer word we’d follow through if I won.”

“Ronan, my head feels like it’s going to explode. What are you talking about? What bet?”

He chuckles. “Ya bet me that I couldn’t get ya to repeat that ya love me. Ya had to say it last night and this morning. I won.”

“Huh?”

He leans into my ear. “Ya don’t remember? Ya didn’t just say it once. Ya said it repeatedly. I love ya too, baby.”

His words throw me back to last night. I’m breathless as memories of the night assault me. I lick my lips and close my eyes.

“I’ve told ya before, be careful what ya ask for,” he whispered in my ear as he rocked into my body from his sitting position on his knees beneath me. “Say it, Danika. Tell me how ya feel.”

“Oh my God, Ronan, please.”

“Please what, Danny? Are ya begging to be my wife or is there something else ya want?”

He wrapped his hand around my neck and reached between my legs to rub my pussy. He had set a slow pace that drove me crazy.

“Ya feel how deep I am inside ya. Say it.”

“Oh my God. I love you.”

I blink rapidly as I come back to the present. Oh, I said that shit. I screamed it, I cried it out. I whispered and whimpered it in his ear.

Ronan has never made love to me like he did last night. I was helpless against him. I also remember the bet I drunkenly made.

“Aye, ya remember now, don’t ya?”

I nod, not able to speak. Yesterday was so overwhelming, but I didn’t think one drunken night would end like this. I’m not going to go back on my word. Besides, I want to do this for my mom.

“We don’t have to do this,” Ronan says as he watches my face.

“No. I’m going to follow through. I’m just allowing it to sink in. Unless you changed your mind.”

He reaches for me and pulls me to him for a firm and demanding kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck. The minty taste of his mouth reminds me of my atrocious morning breath.

This man really loves my ass. I pull away before he can come to his senses or get sick to his stomach. I need to brush my teeth and pull my thoughts together. I’m getting married.

***

I’m in awe. Ronan had them send racks of dresses and trunks of shoes to my suite for me to look through so my mom could help me pick the perfect dress for our wedding. I wasn’t expecting this.

The smile on my mother’s face has made it all worth it. I knew the dress from the moment I saw it, but I still tried on a few before it. It’s perfect and fits like a glove.

The gorgeous V-neck empire dress has simple, clean lines. The subtle details are everything. The satin dress molds to my breasts and drapes over my hips like it was meant to be painted on me.

Tiny crystals run along the seams of the dress, taking the simplicity to a level of sophisticated elegance. The small train in the back pools behind me and has a smattering of tiny crystals. I love this dress so much.

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