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Get a grip, woman.
“That’s right,” she said like dare-matrimony was a commonplace occurrence. Still, it was odd how a double-dog dare seemed to hold more weight in Vegas than on Libby and Raz’s patio.
“Let me get this right. You were double-dog dared to get married?” Penny repeated.
It was time to double down on this double-dog dare.
“Yes, like you double-dog dared me to enter the talent contest in second grade, Penn Fenn. So, this is kind of your fault.”
“My fault?” Penny replied, wide-eyed.
She shrugged. “From that moment on, I couldn’t back down from a double-dog dare.”
“In their defense, a double-dog dare is the ultimate level of dare,” Raz remarked.
“Unless you increase the stakes and drop a triple-dog dare,” Rowen countered.
Mitch shook his head. “I have to disagree. Once the dare starts getting too large, it loses its emphasis. I’m no fan of the triple-dog dare. Double is the ceiling when it comes to dares,” the man finished as Raz nodded.
“I see your point,” Rowen conceded, then returned to his phone.
“Enough with the dare factor,” Charlotte chided. “How did this happen? Did you plan to get married? I didn’t think you two liked each other that much.”
“We ran into each other at a dance club in Las Vegas last week,” Landon answered. “And…”
And they screwed on a public balcony.
And he’d made her body sing with his massive cock and masterful mouth.
And thanks to a porn contest mix-up going awry, she was Mrs. Landon Paige.
“And one thing led to another,” she supplied, choosing to keep it short, sweet, and vague.
Madelyn’s phone pinged, and the woman turned to read a text message. “You’ll have to excuse me. An issue with a client has arisen, and I must be off.”
“What happens with the nanny match?” Landon asked as Madelyn retrieved her purse. “I take full custody of Aria soon.”
The breath caught in her throat.
Aria?
A little girl.
What a beautiful name.
Is that why he’d overreacted in the convenience store when she’d said that word? It had to be.
Was Aria his daughter?
She’d been so focused on marrying the man, she’d forgotten why he was in search of a nanny.
Madelyn slipped the straps of her purse over her shoulder. “You can discuss Aria with your wife.”
Wife.
It was one thing for her to throw around the word. It was a completely different ballgame to hear the sage matchmaker drop the bigW.
“Wife,” Landon repeated.
