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Thank fuck.
Carolina needs time to process everything.
She places her palm on her chest, her hand now shaking, and her eyes glaze over. She composed her emotions, but now that everyone is gone, they’re releasing. “Did that happen?” Her gaze pings around the room as if she imagined everything. “Did James really come here and tell everyone I was his wife?” She rushes over to grab the papers and holds them up. “And he … he signed the divorce papers. How was it that easy? He’s been giving me hell for months, and all of a sudden, it’s—bam!—here you go?”
I stand behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, and kiss her neck. “Depends on what you thinkeasyis. Your dad now knows about your marriage to James.”
Her shoulders slump, and she drops the papers. “It was bound to come out sometime.”
“I’m shocked he gave in so easily.”
“He was cornered and hadn’t expected an audience, hadn’t expectedthe copsto show up.” She turns, and when she wraps her arms around my neck, her unease fades. “He doesn’t like his secrets exposed, and a room full of people found out he’d had a relationship with me—more evidence that could get him in trouble.”
My eyes meet hers. “Does that mean you’re not mad at me for calling Kyle?”
“Am I embarrassed? Absolutely. Did it help my situation? Yes.” She nudges her nose against mine before drawing back a few inches. “So, thank you.”
“You never told me you had divorce papers.”
“I had them drawn up, waiting for when he’d finally agree to sign.” She groans, tilting her head back. “Gosh, I wish it hadn’t happened in front of everyone. I wanted to melt right into the carpet and disappear.”
I run my hands up and down her arms. “I can help with that.”
She arches a brow. “Huh? Did you turn into Harry Potter?”
“No, we can disappear from town tonight. Pack a bag.”
* * *
“You’re right,”Carolina says. “Getting out of town has helped clear my head.”
“Glad I could help.” I fold my arms behind my head, resting them against the headboard of the bed, and stare at her as I’m spread out along the soft hotel sheets.
Carolina had a bag packed within ten minutes after James’s dramatic visit. We stopped at my apartment for mine and drove to the city. Our dinner was bomb, and even though we had chocolate mousse at the restaurant, we ordered chocolate covered strawberries and champagne from room service.
Cliché? Yes.
Who cares?
All that matters is, my girl likes it.
As our relationship has grown more serious, we haven’t done too manydatethings together. My goal is to change that.
She eats the last strawberry, licking chocolate from her fingers, and my dick twitches when she crawls up the bed on her hands and knees, wearing the same teddy she had the night at the hotel of Faye’s wedding.
“Is it bad that I thought it was hot when you punched James?” She straddles my lap, a flirtatious smile on her plump lips.
Moving my arms, I rest my hands on her thighs. “Oh, really?”
Goose bumps travel up her skin when I run my fingers across it and push the teddy up to her waist.
“Yes, really.” She tips her head down and separates her next words between kisses. “I think you deserve a reward.”
I moan, bucking my hips up. “You love rewarding me.”
“I definitely love rewarding you.”
I pull the teddy over her head, throwing it across the room, and flip her over onto her back. When I slide into her, it’s slow and gentle; it’smaking love.
