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Hesitantly, I walked back down the hallway and into the living room, and that was where I found her sitting on the couch, eating the pickles she’d just chopped up. Thankfully, the knife was nowhere in sight.

Okay. This is good. I can work with this.I am Alpha, hear me roar.

I sat down beside her, and she mindlessly offered me a spicy pickle with her free hand.

Pickles were the last thing I wanted to eat right now, but I took it anyway, popping it into my mouth and making a show of chewing it. “Mmm, delicious. Thanks, honey,” I said and leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

She flashed a grin at me, as if she hadn’t just had a complete psychotic episode fifteen minutes before, and went back to watching the National Spelling Bee.

“Let’s go, Amir! You got this! Spell the fluffing sneakers out of this word!” she cheered, and I carefully wrapped my arm around her shoulders and tucked her close to my side.

I was fucking starving and I wished I could get up and order a pizza or something, but I ignored the hunger and stayed sitting with Cass while she ate more pickles than one person had ever dared to consume in one sitting.

Also, I prayed that Amir didn’t fuck up his word.

C’mon, you little genius, I’m counting on you.

Thankfully, the boy wonder was successful in his spelling endeavors, and as he walked back to his seat with applause following him, the show paused for a commercial break. I had never been so relieved to see those fucking Charmin bears rubbing their asses on trees in my whole life.

But when Cass turned toward me, finally done with her pickles, and locked her gaze with mine, my spine went straight, and every muscle in my body tensed up.

Please let nothing be wrong…please let nothing be wrong… I’m too young to die…

“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice quiet as a whisper. “I know I went a little crazy before, and… I’m sorry.”

Oh, thank everything.

Instantly, I let out the breath I was holding tight in my lungs.

“It’s okay, honey,” I reassured her. Even though I was quite literally worried she was going to stab my dick, I refused to do anything but accept her apology. Water under the bridge. That was my motto.

Her lip quivered and her eyes welled with tears, and it made my heart fucking break.

“Honey,” I whispered and pulled her into my lap. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just…” She paused and buried her face into my shoulder.

“You’re what?”

“I’m kind of disappointed.”

“About what?” I leaned back with questioning, concerned eyes. “Is it something I did?”

“No.” She shook her head, but then nodded. “Well, sort of. I don’t know.”

“Just tell me.”

“It’s just that I feel like I’m missing out.”

I tilted my head to the side. “Missing out?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I love that we’re married. Love that I’ve tricked you into being stuck with me for life. But while our wedding was perfect, it was also quick, you know? We didn’t have bachelor or bachelorette parties. Didn’t even have a honeymoon.”

“You want a honeymoon, baby?”

She nodded, and a few tears slipped from her lids. “Is that dumb? Is it selfish?”

“Cassie, no, not at all,” I responded, my voice tender. I reached up and swiped away her tears with my thumb. “I want a honeymoon with you too.”

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