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CHAPTER 1
Honey
Be a good girl and don’t think about dick.
Stop thinking about his dick.
Dick.
Dick.
Dick.
Argh. How is that all I can think about?
My sister dances with Crue, the hem of her ankle-length white dress flowing across the floor. And if I’m being candid, I think it’s the first time I’ve ever seen her in white. Dawson and I are dancing together in slow motion. And I can feel him.
“Did you just say…” He shakes his head.
“Huh?” I reply, confused. Looking up at his bluer-than-blue eyes, I’m almost taken aback. Not only with his eyes, but Dawson is beautiful., charming, and he has everything. The perfect jawbone, straight and faultless, to his long lashes fanning those blue eyes.Jealous really. His hair, mocha in colour is slicked back, but not in a bad way. It’s more like, I want to run my hands through it to mess it up, badly.
“You said dick.”
Well, shit.
Knowing there’s no way I can dig myself out of that one, I lean in and sheepishly whisper, “Yes, I’m pretty sure I can feel your dick.”
He stops moving and stares at me, his magnificent jaw locks. I can’t believe I said that to a man I hardly know, and I instantly feel the heat flushing my cheeks. I look away, but his hand cups my chin and pulls me back to meet his gaze.
“Does that bother you?”
Dick.
Dick.
Dick.
“Yes,” I say, and I can’t tell if it’s a lie.
Does it really bother me?Not really, but it’s all I can think about because this man is beyond ridiculously attractive. How could it not be my focus? And on the middle of a dance floor surrounded by family and strangers, it’s the last thing I should be thinking about.
With the façade of a gentleman, he pulls away and walks off the dance floor. And I’m left standing here, dumbfounded and wondering how the change of events happened so quickly these last two weeks.
Obviously, I know…
I was engaged to my sister’s husband.
Today is their wedding day.
Weird, some might say.
But I never once kissed or even touched Crue in any way. It was an arranged marriage, and being the good girl I am, I was going to go through with it since my sister refused.
Rya left the country to get away from marrying him. Yet here we are, dancing at her wedding as she looks up at her husband with such love, and now I am left wondering if I will ever have what she has. I mean, I thought it was what I wanted because I was told the position was mine.
I’ve always been watched, told how to act, and praised for my submission. Because if Rya wasn’t here to do her duty as the eldest daughter, I had to be the backup. But now, with the marriage contract complete, I don’t know what I’m supposed to do or what I’m even good for.
I’ve played the good girl for so long that I don’t know who I am outside of this role. No longer obligated by a looming contract with the families, I still have no idea who I am.
