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I looked. And yes, it jumped. No, it grew. And grew some more.
“No. I’m okay,” I told him, but I had a little headache. Distracted.
“Good. Pre-gaming’s over. Come here, sugar.”
He tugged me toward him for a kiss.
“Gah, morning breath from hell,” I said. My teeth felt furry. “You know I need to brush my teeth. This time I’m saving you from roadkill breath.”
He grinned, clearly having no issue with bad breath. But he always humored me. Because once the funk was replaced with minty freshness, he never let me up until we were both wilted and satisfied.
He lay there as if he were in a sexy men’s calendar while I dashed to the bathroom in a pale blue nightie, the one I’d packed because he loved it.
With the door firmly shut, I decided peeing came before toothpaste because my clit was no longer numb. I really had to go. I dashed for the toilet. I sighed as I went, closing my eyes with relief.
I remembered dinner with some of Dex’s hockey friends after the golf tournament. A football player, too. Drinking cranberry vodkas. Then… nothing. I didn’t do that, black out. Forgetting blocks of time. Not even in college. I should be thankful Dex loaded me up with water because remarkably, other than the headache that was growing, I wasn’t hungover. I had no memory, but I wasn’t going to throw up.
I reached for the toilet paper and froze. There on my left hand was a ring. Not just any ring but one with a big ass diamond in the center and a line of them that went all the way around the band. God, it was gorgeous.
I blinked, then moved my hand as if it might go away if I shook it enough.
“What the fuck?” I shouted.
“Like the ring, Mrs. James?” Dex called from the other room.
Mrs. James?
I finished up and flushed, then flung the door open.
“Mrs. James?” I practically yelled, waving my left hand around.
Dex smiled as he raised his left hand, and I couldn’t miss the simple platinum band that glinted in the Vegas sunlight. The suite had floor to ceiling windows, and it seemed we forgot to close the blinds before we went to sleep.
Among other things. Like getting married.
“Come back to bed, sugar. Since it seems we got married last night, let’s have our honeymoon.”
He pushed the sheet down, gripped the base of his insanely big, insanely perfect dick and gave it a hard pump. “This is all for you. Wife.”
Holy shit. Holy shit. I married Dex James.
And I don’t remember a thing.
2
Two weeks earlier
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LINDY
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His hand cupped the nape of her neck. He wrapped his fingers around the long length of her ponytail and gave a gentle tug.
“Knees, sugar.”
Celine’s lips parted. She wanted to obey, the need to do as told had her legs bending.
