15. THE NIGHT AFTER

CHAPTER 15- THE NIGHT AFTER

(BLACKWELL)

It seemed that no one expected that I’d get shackled so soon.

Everywhere Jennifer and I passed, women blatantly threw themselves at me in front of her… and if I didn’t know any better, I could have sworn that the sudden announcement of my engagement had someway somehow made me even more eligible than when I was just a single playboy extraordinaire.

Hey, I knew what the tabs called me, okay?

It’s not like I’m conceited or anything, and besides, I didn’t even like all of that name calling anyway—wait, who am I kidding, I really enjoyed the attention… but really, for how long was I going to keep going down that path?

A few weeks ago, I’d promised myself that I was going to change my ways…

And perhaps, with Jen by my side, I could do just that now.

But speaking of Jen, there was just something different about her— something I just couldn’t put my hands on. I mean, she was beautiful, but not the kind of person I’d usually go for in a woman… and yet,