Page 53 of Be My Bride


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She waits.

Now this is embarrassing. Can I make it through the next few hours without changing? I rub my thighs again. Feel the moisture there.

Yeah, that’s not going to happen.

“Ma’am?”

“I need… a new pair of, um, underwear. Please. These are…”

Her lips arch up in a knowing smile. “No problem, ma’am. I totally understand.”

“It’s not because of… I mean, don’t get any weird ideas.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“But it’s not like I peed myself either. That’s not the reason.”

“Of course not, ma’am.”

I wave my hand. “It’s just… I just need a new pair.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“The cheapest ones!” I yell.

She flashes me an okay sign.

Trembling, I let the curtains flutter in place and press my back against the dressing room wall. That was humiliating.

I can’t believe I’m in this mess.

I can’t believe I got married last night.

I can’t believe this is my life now.

I smack my chest. “Stop misbehaving.”

Hansley is not my husband.

He is not my boyfriend.

He’s not even a friend.

We met by circumstance and he happened to be around when I was having the biggest, most drunken breakdown of my life. We’re going to return to our normal lives and I’m never going to see him again.

I just need to get through today.

Tomorrow morning, I’m flying back home.

Going back to my graphic design business.

Going back to my boring life.

The only thing that’ll change is that I won’t have a ring on my finger—not Thad’s and definitely not Hansley’s.

Gathering my courage, I nod at my reflection. The harsh fluorescent lights pick up the golden undertones in my brown skin. It points to the dark circles beneath my eyes and the shininess of my forehead.

I make a mental note to pick up some foundation while I’m here. The cheapest one, of course. I plan on paying Hansley for all of these items as soon as I get my wallet back from my hotel and I don’t want to break the bank over a dress and makeup.

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