LOGIN“It’s the truth. Maybe if your testimony is still enough to keep Masterson in prison, I won’t have to use Will or McKenzie. They can go have their fairytale wedding and happy life together without ever being touched by any of this,” she said.“What the fuck are you even talking about?!” Caleb snappe
JaceyCaleb and I sat in the back of another nondescript black sedan. It reminded me of the old days, and not in a good way.“I’m so glad we found you,” Attorney General Joy Packard said, looking back at us from the front seat. “If we hadn’t, William Masterson Sr. would have been released from priso
“So, you would fuck me if I got Will out as well?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in interest.I stared at him. “Ex-Excuse me?”“You would, wouldn’t you? You’d spread those creamy farm girl thighs for me and take it like a whore,” he said.“That’s… definitely not on the negotiating table,” I responde
McKenzie“Will!” I shook his shoulder while both our teas soaked into the bed, completely unnoticed. “Will! Will, wake up!”He didn’t stir.Panicking, I put my ear to his chest. There was still a steady, strong heartbeat there. I could have died from relief.“He’s fine,” a familiar voice said from t
“I guess so.” But she didn’t sound angry about it, which was good.Then she winced and rubbed her stomach again.I sat up, deciding to go summon Marvin. “I’ll be right back, honeybee. I’m just going to see what’s going on with the tea.”“Okay,” she agreed, which was a testament to how awful she felt
“I have to,” she said.“Why?” I asked, frowning.“Champagne. Wedding.” She started digging her fingernails into her palm.I knew what the problem was. I scooped her up again and got her to the bathroom just in time for her to heave the non-existent contents of her empty stomach into the toilet. I ge
McKenzieUltimately, we settled in the boat house down by the lake. The one that was now ‘fully stocked.’ True to his word, Bran took out a bottle of Patrón and began lining up shot glasses, five in front of each of us.Will started to scoop mine his way, but Bran waggled a finger. “Ah-ah-ah, no che
WillThat asshole was going to bid.“Bran, don’t,” I growled.I shouldn’t have said it. It just made his grin wider.“I think it will be a lovely weekend. I’ll even bring Gwennie,” he mused, petting her arm.Gwendolyn giggled.“Who’s Gwennie?” Leopold asked, confused.I sighed and pointed to her.“R
Right. “I suppose,” I muttered.She smiled at me and turned back to Gwendolyn. “I’d love to hear your ideas. I have no idea what Bran’s talking about, but I’m sure you’ll educate me.”“Absolutely,” Gwendolyn replied. She turned to Bran. “Babe, would you mind terribly if we get in the pool, too? It’s
McKenzieIke chose heels again, of course. On the one hand, they were quite pretty and matched the dress perfectly. On the other hand, I was still wobbly.“I’m going to look like such a fool,” I murmured to Will as we exited the limo and headed up the hotel stairs. Slowly. With me clinging to him li







