Page 34 of Reckless Hands


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“Shut up,” I say, doing up my buttons.

“I mean, I would. You’re a dick,” he says, and I groan.

“Do you really have to be here?” I argue with him.

“Yep, have pity for me.”

“Joey,” Keir interrupts our bickering. “She’s on her way.”

On her way.

Almost here.

Fuck.

“Lucas, go and take a seat outside.” Lucas heads out at Keir’s order, leaving the two of us standing here as I look at myself in the mirror. “Are you nervous?” Keir asks.

“No.” I’m not. I like Adora. My option could be a lot worse. My cousin is married to a woman who I’m pretty sure will slit his throat while he sleeps one day soon because she quite simply hates him.

I don’t hate Adora, and I hope she doesn’t dislike me.

“She will make a good wife.”

“You don’t know that,” I say to him, lifting a brow in question.

He smirks. “No, I don’t, but that’s what you want to hear, right?”

“No, it’s not what I want to hear at all. I want to hear that I am walking down the aisle to a woman I love, just like you had the chance to do.”

“You may love her… one day.”

“I like her, that’s it. No love.”

“Love takes time.” He meets my eyes in the mirror’s reflection.

“So does good sex,” I reply and pick up a bottle of bourbon, taking a shot.

“Let’s go and wait for your bride.” Keir holds open the door for me to go first, but I don’t want to go.

Cold feet? I don’t know.

The woman I am about to marry prefers women.

She will never give me what I want.

What I need.

And I’m not a man to take it.

And the thought of fucking another woman right now doesn’t even want to cross my mind.

I love fucking.

I love watching.

She would be a joy to watch.

Of that, I’m sure.

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