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Her eyes fill with fear.
But that doesn't make any sense.
Jules swallows hard. "I, um… it's getting late. We probably need to do this now."
"You don't like it?"
"What?"
"Oral?"
"No, I, do… I just… remember that thing about today being magic?" she asks.
"Yeah."
"That conversation isn't magic. Can we have it tomorrow?"
"Is it important?" I ask.
She chews on her bottom lip. "Yeah. But it can wait."
"You promise?"
She offers me her hand. "I do."
I take it. "Good practice."
A laugh falls from her lips. "That's cheesy."
"You liked it."
"Maybe."
"Definitely."
She shakes her head, but it's written all over her face. She loves it.
Jules fishes her cell from her purse. She unlocks it. Taps the screen a few times. "Is it tacky getting married in a drive-through?"
"Yeah, but the bigger issue is our lack of a car."
"The party bus?"
"Doubt it's still ours."
"It might be." Her eyes fix on mine. "But I have something better than a drive-through."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." She nods. "I do need a car. So we better hope those assholes are too sloshed to notice their limo is missing."
"You feeling lucky?"
"Yeah. I am. I really am."
Chapter Twenty-Five
Griffin
