Page 60 of Accidental Husband
"He's the… um, maid of honor," I say. "He's in charge of my bachelorette party. You know. How my wedding date is tomorrow?"
Griffin nodsyeah. "And you are—"
"Adrian." He shakes Griff's hand. "I was about to invite your friend somewhere."
"Oh?" Griffin smiles like he doesn't care, but there's something in his eyes.
Jealousy.
Adrian smiles. "We're headed to another club downtown."
"Oh?" Griffin's grip tightens on my arm.
"Yeah." Adrian smiles, completely oblivious. "A strip club. You two want to join?"
Griffin turns my body toward his. He stares into my eyes, looking for something.
I don't know what it is.
Only that I want him staring.
His hand feels so fucking good around my arm.
I have no idea where this jealous, possessive side of him came from.
But I really fucking like it.
"Yeah." I nod. "We want to join."
Chapter Fifteen
Juliette
Adrian and his incredibly drunk friends pour into a party bus. An actual party bus.
It's basically a mini club. Purple lighting. Burgundy couches. Mirrored walls. Open roof. Champagne.
Adrian spreads his legs wide. Cops thatblow megesture guys love.
As if.
I don't care how big his cock is or how nicely he asks.
I spent five years putting my needs second. I'm not doing it anymore.
Not that I don't enjoy—
I mean if it was someone I wanted—
Like Griff. I mean, not like Griff. But someone who cared about my needs the way Griff does.
Ahem.
Griff takes the spot across from me. He stares like I'm about to step off our perfect plan.
Which is ridiculous. This is the plan. Fun with a strange man.
That's why I'm here.
