Page 20 of Crazy Fluffing Love


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“Mark, Emma, you guys were great, but Cass and I have decided to take this night in another direction,” my husband announced, waving his hand in front of his face to clear some of the smoke. “So, after you turn off your smoke machine and strobe light, if you’d like to get cleaned up and put your clothes back on, you are welcome to hang out here tonight and eat some pizza and watch a movie with us.”

Our strippers just sat there, staring at us in confusion.

“Don’t worry, we’ll still pay you for the six hours,” I added swiftly. Thankfully, that seemed to perk them both up.

“For real?” Emma Bone asked, and I nodded.

“Definitely.”

“So, what do you say?” Thatch smirked and gestured two big hands, palm up, out in front of himself. “Let’s nix the lap dances and go straight for dinner and a movie?”

Magic Mark shrugged his shoulders. “Sure. Why not. I didn’t have anything else booked for the night.”

Thatch smirked down at me, and instantly, I knew what he was thinking.No way these two could’ve booked anything else tonight because you reserved them for six fluffing hours.

“Don’t even say it, T, or else I’ll punch you in the dick.”

“My lips are sealed, Crazy.” He winked at me. “Now, let’s order some pizza so we can hang out with our strippers and watch a rom-com.”

Of fucking course, that was the kind of movie he’d want to watch.

My husband was a sucker for love stories and romantic comedies.

I gave him shit for it all the time.

Although, if I was being honest, I loved every second of it.

And, if I was beingeven morehonest, with all the exciting shit I had planned for the rest of this trip, we probably needed a chill night tonight anyway.

You know, to rest up and prepare…

Iwasn’t going to lie; I expected to spend a lot more time wrapped around my wife like a vine on my honeymoon. But what the fuck did I know?

I also hadn’t expected to come to Panama fucking City in the off-season either. I figured we’d go to Fiji or Bora Bora like Kline and Georgie. Some place gorgeous and tropical and on a private island where I could just watch Cass walk around naked all damn day and eat all my meals off her tits.

Instead, when I’d woken up this morning in this currently deserted beach town, I was alone, and Cassie had laid an outfit of her choosing on top of me as though I were a six-and-a-half-foot paper fucking doll.

White T-shirt and another pair of painfully tight shorts, my outfit made me look a little like King Kong at a frat party.

Needless to say, day two of our “honeymoon” was off to another rocky start.

“So…where are we headed exactly?” I asked my wife, trailing behind her on the sidewalk so I could watch the sway of her ass. She had the most fantastic tits on the planet earth, but sometimes I forgot to give the rest of her body its due. I mean, damn, she really had the whole package. It was no wonder I had to fight so hard to get a chance with her.

“To a restaurant-bar type of thing.”

I nodded and raised my eyebrows happily. “Sounds good to me. I could really go for some chicken wings or something.”

“Definitely a good idea for after. Boneless, though. And not hot.”

My eyebrows pulled together as I tried to make sense of what she was saying. “What do you meanafter?”

Cassie rolled her eyes. “Imean,after we do the first part of our plans, we can absolutely get some chicken wings. Or some burgers. Definitely burgers.”

“Okay, maybe I didn’t put the right inflection on my question, but I’m trying to ask you what the plans are to begin with. You said we’re going to a bar-restaurant thing. I just assumed that meant to eat.”

Cassie scoffed. “This is Panama City Beach, Thatcher. You think eating is the most interesting thing we can come up with to do? No way. Come on.”

I was frightened immediately by the sound of her determination. “Okay, you got me. What’s more interesting?”

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