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“Yeah.”
“That’s not a bad thing. Marriage is a big commitment.” Her words are casual enough, as though she’s just talking about the weather. But there’s something in the way she looks past me, to the framed picture on the wall that suggests commitment isn’t her strong suit.
“You don’t want to get married?”
“Nah,” she says, shaking her head. “Not after watching my mom get married and divorcedtwice. It’s made her…bitter.”
Ah, Todd. The asshole I need to look into and deal with.
“Doyouwant to get married?” Kylie asks me.
“Sure, someday. When the time is right.”
“Your friends think that time is now?”
“The wives have been setting me up on blind date after blind date, convinced my soulmate is in everynicetourist they meet at the grocery store, the post office, or atThe Sea Shack. It’s getting old.”
“So why is your phone blowing up now?” she asks.
“Because they know I rescued you yesterday, and they think?—”
“—that I’m your soulmate.”
“Yep.”
“That’s…”
“Crazy?”
“Well, yeah.”
Though I’m relieved she agrees with me, there’s a nagging whisper in the back of my mind trying to convince me to lay her flat on her back, plunge my cock into her tight channel, and claim her for my own. To never let her leave North Haven because she belongs to me.
It’s fucking confusing.
“They want me to bring you toThe Icebergtonight.”
“That sounds fun.”
I shake my head. “I don’t think you understand. They want tomeetyou—not just the J-Squad, but all the wives. They’ll try to play matchmaker and come up with reasons you should move to North Haven. They’ll probably try to plan our wedding before we even get to dessert. It’ll be a nightmare.”
The horrified expression I expect to see on Kylie’s face is not there. Instead, her lips are lifted into a warm, amused smile.
“They sound…nice.”
“They mean well…” And suddenly, an idea pops into my head. A very reckless idea. “What if we played a prank on them?”
“What kind of prank?”
“What if we show up to dinner engaged?”
“Engaged?”
“Not for real,” I say.
“You mean we should fake it?” She sits back on her legs and presses her hands into her thighs. For a moment, all I can focus on are those tits and erect nipples, wondering how they’d look covered in my cum.Next time.
“Just for a little bit.”
