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Telling him it was a fucking prank is not going to go down well at all.
He wanted me to get married and he never says he’s proud of anything or anyone unless he means it.
I can’t think about that now, however, because I have to put my wife—my wife—on a flight back home.
I married Bree Dawson. Married the girl I used to pick on like I breathed air.
Her the goody-two-shoes southern belle and me the kid who was always in and out of juvie.
I married her and I can’t even remember saying I do.
Chapter17
Bree
There are over two hundred messages on my phone and near enough the same amount of missed calls.
I looked at the messages from my parents and replied to them both letting them know I’d call them later, right before I got on the plane and left Ethan—my husband.
My husband.
I got married.
I keep trying out the words in my mind and every time they filter through the fibers of my understanding shock suffuses my being. Because I didn’t just get married, I married Ethan Carson. And as luck would have it, I can’t even take off the rings on my finger. They are stuck there on my finger like I glued them.
The rings aren’t even small. They’re just stuck as if the universe wants to keep me in this malady.
I’m nearly home now and night fell long ago. I’m in a taxi on my way back from the airport. I should be home in about ten minutes. Shelby is already there waiting for me. QuinnandLogan were going to come by too, but I told them I’d see them tomorrow.
As close as I am to Quinn, right now I feel like I just need family, as in Shelby. Besides, and I feel bad for thinking this, but I didn’t want to be around Quinn and her perfect husband and perfect marriage and their perfect baby on the way, when I feel like my life is going down the crapper.
They’ll know, just like the other friends who are close to us that Ethan and I must have gotten drunk, so the damn marriage is fake. Shelby knows too because I told her, but she’ll understand me a little differently to everyone else.
Mama offered to come by too but that would be the worse thing ever.
I can’t see my mother right now. Mama isn’t like Shelby and she’s happy about the wedding.
Most of Mama’s messages I read bitched at me for either getting married without her or getting married without the family. Then the last few were more congratulatory in a manner of speaking because she said good job for beating Lucille to the alter. Although she couldn’t be more shocked I married Ethan Carson.
There were messages from Lucille too, but I haven’t read them yet. I did catch one preview though of five words which sounded as insincere and fake as she is. My guess is she’s jealous as fuck I not only beat her to the alter, but because even though her husband to be could be the next James Bond, Ethan is a million times that. There is literally no comparison. She’s not going to like that one bit.
If I wasn’t so worked up over everything, I’d at least take pleasure her displeasure.
But I can’t, I’m tired and freaked out and I spent most of the day travelling back with all that time on my hands to think about the situation.
The flight was substantially longer than the one I took to go to Vegas but honestly it wasn’t the length that bothered me. It was everything else.
I have two suitcases I didn’t have before too. Ethan bought them for me so I could pack the stuff up.
As freaked out as I was by everything I packed, being respectful that Ethan must have paid a shit load of money for it all.
Especially the dress. I recognized the design of the dress from looking through wedding magazines months ago when Lucille insisted we all get together and help her choose.
That wasn’t the aim of the meeting though. She wanted to show off how much her dress was likely to cost. Of course, she had Vera Wang’s latest designs brochure and I have a feeling that’s why I ended up in that dress.
If I remember correctly, the damn thing cost about fifty grand. Remember as in remember what Lucille said about prices and what I saw at the time in the brochure.
So, of course I packed it. Ethan bought me a dress that cost the same amount of money I have saved up for the house.
