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“Satisfied?” Red asked when I finally relaxed and pulled the sheet up over me.

I leaned back to lay down, and my head hit the mattress with a thud.Shit.Didn’t fancy hotels always have too many pillows? Was this not a fancy hotel? I’d certainly thought so, but judging by their lack of pillows, clearly, I was wrong. Someone tell Sherrilyn because I had a feeling she’d want to know she may as well have booked a room block at a motel.

“Uncomfortable?”

“No,” I ground out, not liking the way he was enjoying my discomfort a bit too much. I peered over at him from the corner of my eye. Smug bastard. He could have at least hidden it. Without giving it too much thought, I tugged my pillow back, shoved it under my head, and promptly shut my eyes.

Maybe if I feigned sleep, then Red would go to sleep. The sooner morning came, the better off we’d all be.

Then again, sleep was the last thing on my mind. Especially when his leg grazed mine as he shifted on his side of the bed.

Damn my libido.

Chapter Twenty-One

Jade

If my vaginacould’ve cried, it would have. Sleeping so close to Red all night, it took all my restraint not to wake him up to give us what I figured we both wanted so we could sleep peacefully the rest of the night.

Obviously, I hadn’t. So, a fitful sleep it was.

Why? Because that scenario had a fifty-fifty chance of resulting in him talking about emotions getting involved again. You know, like he had when we’d decided to dry fuck. I mean, what was with this man? He worried far too much. If I had to, I’d give a blood oath that if he plunged his cock deep inside me, I would not catch feelings.

Not that it mattered, I supposed. I’d survived night one with him, so that was something. The silver lining? He was already gone, and I finally had the bed to myself. I spread my arms and legs out wide like I was making a snow angel and ran my hands over the wrinkled sheets.

Note to self: tell Red that he’d need a king-sized bed if he planned on getting married. That way the woman wouldn’t have a mere fraction of space in their bed all night. Between his physique and hard-on, there weren’t many places to go. Oh, and he was a sheet hog—did I say that before?—because he was.

My phone buzzed on the nightstand, so I grabbed it and saw a text from Red. Clingy much? We just spent the night together, what more did he want?

Reddington:Don’t miss me too much. I’m meeting Mark and some of the guys before the ceremony. But I left you a little something on the table by the window.

I looked over and spotted the box.Little somethingmy ass.

Jade:No good morning?

If I was a more curious person, I might’ve gotten up to go see it, but between that and my immense laziness, I didn’t move and instead went to the group chat I had with my sisters.

Jade:On a scale of one to ten, how bad would it be if I wore a black dress to an outdoor, afternoon ceremony?

Maria:The vow renewal in Newport?

Jade:Yep. You guys know I brought something else, but I look great in black, so I’m thinking maybe the backup dress I brought could work.

Allegra:That’s not why we let you pack it. It’s not a funeral.

Jade:May as well be.

Bianca:Oooh, a wedding with the taglinelove isn’t dead.

Maria:In October, with skeletons as the decor.

Jade:Who said love was dead, er, fake?

Bianca:I’m not feeling it.

Maria:Me either.

Allegra:As for the black dress, no. And if you’re going rogue, then remember, don’t wear white, either.

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