“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
WillI couldn’t have timed it better myself.While Bran grimaced at his clothes, I pulled McKenzie into my side and touched her cheek. I would have laughed and congratulated her on a job well done if she hadn’t looked so sick. “Are you okay?”“I don’t feel good. I want to go home,” she replied.“Bra
I scowled at Bran but picked up another shot. “To your health.”“Plug your nose,” Will whispered.I took his advice and pinched my nose closed, took a deep breath, and tossed the tequila as far back in my throat as I could before choking it down.This time, I managed not to spit it out. Barely. But