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Taylor is smirking at me, loving that her friend is hitting on my husband right in front of me.
Tears start to well in my eyes and I regret not having left earlier. I could be safely tucked in my hotel room with my Kindle, surrounded by fried cheese and ice cream.
Chloe lifts her hand, intending to straighten a button on his shirt and I gape when he firmly pushes her hand away, scowling at her.
“Keep your hands to yourself, please.”
Chloe’s jaw looks like it’s about to hit the floor and I turn to see that Taylor, Nikki, and Kaitlyn look the same way.
“What?” Chloe asks, recovering quickly.
She leans in, pretending that she didn’t hear him and he scoots away from her.
“Don’t touch me,” Declan says, firmer this time.
Chloe looks furious now, her eyes narrowed to slits as she looks my way.
Uh oh.
“Why? Cause you wanther? You would really pick some ugly, chubby little wallflower over me?” she screeches, running her hands down her rail thin body.
“In a heartbeat,” Declan states, wrapping his arm around my curvy waist.
I sit up straighter in my seat, sliding closer to Declan because I have a feeling this is all going to go sideways fast.
Maybe he really does want me. Maybe this isn’t some mean prank or some whim for him.
I’m trying to wrap my head around that, but his next words shock me to my core.
“I love Emma. I don’t want anyone but her.”
TEN
Declan
I turn to Emma,my heart racing as I take in her delicate features. Her eyes are wide and locked on my face, and I can tell that I caught her off guard.
I hate myself.
Emma should have been the first person I confessed my feelings to. She should have known how I felt about her from the beginning, but instead I was afraid of moving too fast and scaring her off.
Instead, I kept my feelings locked down and almost lost her anyway.
“I’m sorry, Emma.”
“For what?” She asks, her voice quiet and shaky.
“I should have told you ‘I love you’ this morning, but I was afraid of overwhelming you. You didn’t seem that thrilled that we had gotten married and you looked a little miserable from your hangover. I’m done holding back, though.”
I take her limp hands in mine, turning to face her fully.
“I’m crazy about you and I don’t want to pretend anymore that I’m not. We’re meant to be, Emma. Tell me that you know it, too,” I plead with her and she studies my face.
Her cute little pink tongue darts out to wet her lips and I swallow back a groan. She’s holding my heart in her hands and I’m getting turned on by the smallest things.
“I know,” she whispers and before I know it, she’s closing the distance between us and kissing me.
Her candy sweet taste hits my tongue and I moan. I want to grab her and haul her against me. I want to devour her, but this is the first time that she’s initiated our kiss, and I want her to take over this time.
