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Maggie knew thatmuch.
I lowered myself down on my elbows, my chest to hers. I could feel her breathing, feel the swell of her tits, her nipples hardening against me through the plush robe as shesquirmed.
“Okaaay,” she said, like I’d gone stone cold crazy. “Do you have to do it right on top ofme?”
“Yup. Got you to stop laughing. Looking good sofar.”
“What’s looking good?” she askedcautiously.
“The odds you’re gonna see the brilliance in this and sayyes.”
“Okay. Now you’re kinda scaring me ’cause I think you’reserious.”
“I amserious.”
She squirmed again, putting her hands on my chest and pushing lightly, like she was testing the likelihood of being able to push meoff.
Not fucking likely atall.
I let my hips take more of my weight, looking for a comfy place to put my hard dick… like between her legs. Maggie’s eyelashes fluttered as she struggled to hold my gaze. “Is this… ah… some crazy thing about getting in my pants?” she gasped out as I gotcomfortable.
“It’s not about getting in your pants. We don’t even have to have sex. We’re just gonna get married. One thing at a time,babe.”
She laughed, but the sound was forced. “Right. Because married people never havesex.”
“I’m sure somedon’t.”
“Get off, Zane.” She shoved at mychest.
“Would love to,” I told her. “Not getting up, though. Not until you sayyes.”
“To marrying you?” She laughed again. “Come on. What the hell kind of grass did you justsmoke?”
“I think you’re failing to see the genius in thisplan.”
She went still and her eyebrows pinched together. “Whatplan?”
Yeah. I knew the p-word would get herattention.
Maggie never could resist a goodplan.
“The one where you marry me, tonight, in Vegas, and Dizzy shuts his fucking mouth and keeps it that way for the rest of hislife.”
She blinked, processing this. “Right. Until the second we get ‘divorced’ and he tells me he always knew it would happen because I’m nothing but a groupieslut.”
“Fuck that. Who says we’re gettingdivorced?”
She gaped at me. “You mean we wouldn’t tellhim?”
“We’re not gonna tell him jack shit. Far as he knows, he came to witness our union and that’s all the fuck he has to know. Beyond that, it’s between a man and his wife. He’s got a problem with you from that moment on, I’ve got a problem with him. He calls my wife a slut again and I break hisface.”
“Zane,” she said softly, shaking her head. “That’s not gonnawork…”
“He never got married, never married your mom, right? So I marry you, he sees what I really think of you, he knocks off the disparaging comments, or I make him knock them off.” I lay my hand on the side of her face, resting my thumb, lightly, on her soft bottom lip. “I fucking mean it,Maggs.”
She shook her head, slowly, in disbelief. “You’re fuckingcrazy.”
“I’m a fucking great friend. And I’d make a greathusband.”
