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“Hey, babe! What’s up?”
“I think my plan worked a little better than I ever thought it would. I got married last night.”
“Oh my god! Why didn’t you ask me to the wedding. Did that dick, Jackson push you into something you didn’t want? I swear I’ll kick his ass.” Her grouchy growl makes me laugh.
“I don’t know what happened. One minute we were leaving and getting on the plane. Then he gave me an orgasm that made my toes curl and then I fell asleep to find out we were in Vegas and he had lawyers and a reverend waiting for us!”
“Holy shit! I thought Alejandro was bad. Wait a minute! What toe-curling orgasm? I thought you had problems with that. I know a few of your boys said you were frigid.”
“Not anymore,” I mutter. “I lost count of the number of orgasms that man gave me last night.”
“So why are you calling me all freaked out on your honeymoon?” she asks gently.
“Well, I’m not frigid. But what if I have other issues that mean I can’t have kids. He wants kids. Specifically mentioned them in bed last night.”
“Why would you think you can’t have kids?”
“Well, you remember Andy? He always told me he thought my plumbing was bad and that’s why he couldn’t get me off, you know.”
She scoffs. “And you believed that douche-canoe? He couldn’t get you off, as he so charmingly put it, because he sucked in bed!”
“You think?” Hope tints my voice and my fingers shake. Could that be all it was? An inadequate douche-canoe blaming his shortcomings on my body?
“Go talk to Jackson. I bet he’ll be alright with whatever happens.”
“Okay. I better get back before he wakes up and tears the place apart. I didn’t leave him a note or anything. He’s a little possessive.”
“Honey, he’s just like Alejandro. That’s why they’re such good friends. Get back there and talk to the man. Your husband.” She snorts. “Boy, am I going to yell at him when I see him.”
I laugh and hang up the phone, stepping into the hallway to find absolute chaos. Men are running around, yanking open doors with pass keys and voices are screaming left and right.
And right in the middle of all that chaos is my tall, half-naked, raging husband.
“I don’t give a shit if you’re upset or not. I want my wife found now,” he growls.
Another man timidly says something and the fury on Jackson’s face as he stalks up to stand over his cowering body makes me run up and grab his arm.
“Jackson! Have you lost your mind? What’s going on?”
“Hold it!” he roars and all the men scramble to stand in front of him.
“Jesus, I’ve seen some shit I can’t unsee, Jack. I hope that we’re done with this,” a tall, muscle-bound man grunts. He shoves a hand through his dark hair.
“Yeah, Vic. I’m good. This is her. Get everyone gathered up. We’re wheels up in half an hour and heading home.”
“Short honeymoon,” I mutter while he drags me back to our room by my arm.
He pushes the door open and slams it shut, swinging me until my back is against the door. “Where the fuck have you been, Sasha? I was scared out of my mind.”
I shiver at the fury in his eyes. “I called to talk to Jane. I didn’t think it would be a big deal. I was only gone for half an hour for heaven’s sake!”
“How the hell would I know that? You were gone when I woke up. You could have run in the middle of the night.”
“I’m not leaving you, Jackson. I actually thought you might leave me.” My head hangs down and I can’t look him in the eye.
But you don’t get away with hiding with Jackson. He lifts my head and stares into my eyes, his gaze intense but loving. “I’m never leaving you. And there’s nothing that you could tell me that would change that.”
“Not even if I can’t have children?” I ask him. Surprised, his jaw slackens.
