Page 37 of Perfect Bragg

Feather crosses her arms over her chest. “Because Project Baby isn’t over.”

Clove nods. “This is merely the beginning.”

I inch backwards.

I have no desire to discuss my relationship status with the matchmakers of Winter Falls. They have magical powers. Whenever they decide two people will be a couple, they end up a couple.

I can’t end up as half of a couple with Harmony. Not since Harmony isn’t alone anymore. I can’t raise Robin. I’d fuck her up worse than her druggy dad.

Miller moves to block me to stop my retreat.

“If you let me hide behind you, I’ll stay and enjoy this bachelor’s party and pretend my marriage is real.”

He nods in agreement.

Great. Now I’m having a bachelor party for a fake marriage to a woman I wish I could have. I only hope I don’t end up getting married tomorrow with a tattoo on my neck. I wouldn’t put it past Brody to learn how to tattoo in order to pull off a prank. My brother is serious about his pranks.

Chapter 13

Shut up and put the dress on. ~ Text from Sage to Harmony

The doorbell rings and I rush to answer it before Robin wakes from the sound. I should probably disconnect the stupid thing. I swing the door open and my jaw drops when I get a good look at Elder’s appearance.

“Oh crap.”

He grins before kissing my cheek. “Exactly the greeting I was hoping for from my bride on our wedding day.”

“You’re.” I motion toward what he’s wearing. “And I’m.” I indicate my outfit with a sweep of my hand.

“Ah, shucks. You’re tongue-tied because of how good I look.”

“I’m not tongue-tied,” I immediately deny despite my earlier inability to find the words to describe the situation. “I’m annoyed.”

He rocks back on his heels. “You’re annoyed because of how good I look? Don’t worry, darling. You’re gorgeous.”

I snort. “I’m wearing a t-shirt and jeans while you’re wearing khakis and a button-down shirt.”

And, dammit, he looks good in the outfit. The green shirt accentuates his tanned skin. It’s tucked in at his waist showing off his trim hips. I lift my gaze and notice his face is devoid of facial hair.

“You shaved.”

I reach out to touch his smooth jaw but before I can touch him, I realize what I’m doing and drop my hand. He captures it.

“You can touch me whenever you want.”

Awesome!Rebel Harmony cheers.Let’s touch his butt first.

I clear my throat and yank my hand away from his.

“No touching. This is fake, remember?”

He rubs a hand down his face. “I wish my brothers would have remembered how this marriage is fake before they organized a bachelor party.”

“Are you hungover? On our wedding day?” I screech.

I don’t care if this marriage is real or not. Being hungover is just plain disrespectful.

“Ah, you do care about me.” Elder smiles and that damn dimple on his right cheek comes out to tempt me to touch his face.

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