LIA“Come with me to meet a guest,” Derrick nudged me. We were in bed in his chamber, my head on his chest and his arm over me. All we had done since we discovered we were mates, was make love, hang out, eat, go on dates. Derrick said he was in his dating me phase. And that he would like us to do another wedding after it. He said he wanted to start with me on a fresh note. Wanting a fresh start was right. Perhaps. First wedding, I was a fake bride arrested as an intruder, second wedding I was a substitute bride. But would we really be starting on a fresh note if we had another wedding? Everything I have said to discourage him from having another wedding only seemed to fuel his idea more. I had given up trying to change his mind. I knew I would not be there. He would cuddle me, snuggle so close and kiss me at every chance. He cooked for me too and damn he could cook. He was a fuvking hopeless romantic! I couldn't tell if he'd changed so much or if he was always like that? How did he
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