Page 6 of Poisonous Kiss
Briar
Three days until mywedding and my dress should come in today. I’m excited to see what it looks like in black. It really is such a perfect dress. Too bad it’ll be wasted on a man I will never love.
“Briar, someone is here for you,” my dad calls from downstairs.
I run out of my room and down the stairs, thinking it must be the delivery of my dress, but standing in my living room ishim.
“What do you want? You have to show up here now?”
“I want to get to know my wife.”
“I’m not your wi—”
“Not yet, River, but you will be soon.”
I stare at him and refuse to break eye contact. He turns around, looks behind him, and starts laughing. Laughing, this man is full-on belly laughing while I continue to stare.
“I’m sorry.” He laughs. “You just look like you’re trying to burn a hole through me, so I thought I’d see if it was working.”
“Come on.” He grabs my hand and starts pulling me along.
“No, what, stop, I didn’t agree to go anywhere.”
He doesn’t stop, continuing to pull me to the front door.
“I don’t even have shoes on, Ezra! Stop!”
He stops and stares at me like I have grown another head now.
“What?” I ask.
“The way you say my name is beautiful. I can’t wait to hear you scream it.” And he continues to drag me.
I can’t help but think of all the ways he could make me scream and how I kind of hope he does. As if he can read my mind, he chuckles and shakes his head.
“C’mon, River, we’ll buy you new shoes.”
Ezra
Fuck, the way she says my name does things to me. It’ll beso much sweeter when she’s screaming it. I have to keep my composure around her today so I don’t scare her already. I’ll have plenty of time to do that, but tonight, I want to spoil her and show her the man I can really be.
I look over to see her still staring out the window. I can tell that she’s pissed about me dragging her out of the house, but I want to know who I’m marrying. Arranged or not, I think it’d be nice for me to see what she likes.
“Are you planning on talking to me today?” I ask.
She doesn’t reply to me.
“Well, I’ll take that as a no…do you want to know anything about me?”
Again, I’m met with silence.
“Well, my favorite color is green. I’m a big Disney fanatic.”
This made her perk up.
I snicker. “They’re just about the only movies I can sit through. I don’t have the patience to sit through many others.”
I see her smirking from her reflection in the window.
