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“Good news?”
Henry shakes his head. “I was leaving that up to you, darling.” Something about the way he calls her that doesn’t feel so genuine.
“Well,” she giggles. “I guess it’s time to tell you all about the Donahue family tradition, then.”
I don’t like the way she’s smiling at me. It’s the smile she gives me when she wants something.
“It’s a bit of a tradition for the bride and groom to spend their wedding night apart. It’s sort of like a last night alone before consummation.”
I almost fist pump the air in elation. I get a night away from her. After all this day that I’ve spent with her prancing me around like a show pony, signme up.
“Only you won’t be alone.”
“Um, okay?”Fucking elaborate, will you? What is with this dramatic pause bullshit?
“You’ll be spending the whole night with this guy,” she says, gesturing to her father. “On wedding nights in the Donahue family, daddy goes first.”
Jesus Christ I should have taken Cody up on his offer to run for the hills and never look back. This family is whacked.Daddy goes first?What the hell does that even mean?
Henry huffs out a laugh. “Don’t look so terrified. We’ll watch the game, have a few drinks and get to know one another. You’ll return home intact tomorrow, I assure you.”
“That’s exactly right!” Samantha cheers. “Have fun!”
I can’t make up an excuse, and before I know it, I’m leaving my wedding reception. Without my bride.
Chapter 2
Noah
“I don’t really think the honeymoon suite was necessary, do you?” I ask, uncomfortably looking around. This place is huge, and it's decked out with flower petals and romance galore. And I’m standing here, with my father-in-law. With Samantha'sdaddy.
He grins. “It’s already paid for. It comes with the venue.”
Right. The wedding venue. The place where I just said vows, twenty-something floors below us. Shedding his bow tie with a swift pull of his fingers, he strides deeper into the hotel room. I don’t move, but my eyes do. Following the ridges of muscle in his back, all the way down to his…
Fuck,I grimace and look away.
Rubbing a hand down my face, my body feels warm all over again. I’ve never been drawn to a guy's body, let alone hisassbefore. And I’ve played football since freshman year of high school. I’ve beennakedwith my team all throughout college in the showers and locker room, and nothing. But a forty-something year old man’s ass is the first thing to call my eye? What iswrongwith me?
“I need a drink,” I blurt out, and start searching for a mini bar.
Henry points it out, and shrugs out of his jacket. “Help yourself.”
Planning on it.“Thanks.”
“Football, or hockey?”
“Hockey,” I answer quickly. Watching football feels like work. Hockey I can enjoy without analyzing it.
“Hockey it is,” he agrees, tapping out commands into the tablet. A game flashes onto the screen in seconds.
“You can take your tux off now, you know?”
I almost spit out the beer I just sipped into my mouth.
“Like, change?” he clarifies.
I swallow before I choke. “I don’t think I have anything…”
