All Chapters of My Drop-Dead, Gorgeous Rebound: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

FAEFrom his sprawling position, he got up with the fluidity of a cat. I had to remind myself he was already my husband, already mine, after the lethality of that grace had my body reacting possessively. Any other day a year ago, when I was nothing but his bestfriend’s foster sister, I wouldn’t have a say if I wanted him for myself. I would just be one of many women who wanted him, too, but couldn’t. Even now, if I happened to be somebody else’s, I would have reacted the same to him. Covet was a sin.Thank the fucking heavens for aggressively assertive males who get you wedded and tied in their beds before you realize you had married the most desirable man on earth. Jigo was my champion.No one stopped us. I didn’t want to care at this point whether they knew what we were about to do, and the look on Carl’s face was a mess I didn’t even want to contemplate. I walked ahead and got down the short steps knowing Jigo was following me, his eyes on my back like a hawk’s. He reached my side,

FAEThey’re trying to break the windows. I could see Klyd starting to move where he fell unconscious after our vehicle was upturned from the crash. It was his body that protected me but his head hit something and he lost consciousness after that. Ben was still crouched over me, as bloody as he was, trying to protect me. His phone was still on and I knew Jigo was still on the line, listening as I was hoping others was moving on his end quickly to help us get out of here alive—or me from getting kidnapped.I heard Ben say the men outside were after me. They were going to take me. I could see Mang Chito’s head as he swung from the seatbelt that still strapped him to the chair. I thought he was dead. His neck… I closed my eyes tightly and clenched my jaws to fight off vomiting. I must think. I must calm down and think. I couldn’t die here or have the other two men die because of me. I couldn’t even get past thinking about what would happen if those men outside were able to kidnap me. I wou

SARAHI could hear his voice.For days now, I have been able to hear him talking to me. I couldn’t open my eyes. They had something covering them. I couldn’t speak but for a few moans. I thought I lost some of my teeth when Vega beat me up. My face didn’t feel like my face… like it felt broken that I couldn’t move anything. But it could be the meds. I tried to raise my hand to touch it, but my whole arm and the other one on the other side were on a cast…They told me later he broke my arms so...There was a kind nurse who told me what she thought I should know about my injuries. She called Carl my husband. She told me he stayed by my bedside at all hours and when he would leave, it was only for a very short time. She told me I was lucky to have a husband like him.She didn’t know the full story and that we were getting our marriage annulled, but what the hell. It hurt too much to try to speak. It hurt worse to think. A good thing I was always asleep. It weakened me so much to plan. I

FAE “You’ve gone very quiet,” he said after a moment, his tone asking me something else—did he get me upset? Was I angry at him? “Have I gone too far?” This time, his voice sounded more than worried. He sounded scared.“I want to know why,” I asked. “I haven’t thought of anything like this before. I mean, it’s certainly radical. We’re not exactly traditional. Something about this must be rational.”“I’ve been trying to understand myself since I started feeling it.”“When did you start feeling this way?”He huffed. “A very, very long time ago.”I frowned. “How long exactly?”“When we were young… in college… dreaming about having you even if I had to share you with him.”“Wait… what?” I sputtered.“I haven’t done it but Carl… he admitted experiencing it in a drunken session, which wasn’t a big surprise. He’s always been the one looking for trouble when his grandparents’ backs were turned away.” He looked amused for a moment. “But that’s when I started thinking about the idea. I tho

JIGOThe wedding day was fast approaching. The grannies were in full-blown acting mode about panicking, but of course, I knew all along they were pinnacles of stainless-steel hearts inside those wrinkly, talc-perfumed bodies. It was to make sure everyone around them would panic, too. That’s how I knew this wedding would be perfect.Fae humored them the same way I did, too long familiar with their antics and wiser now. Administering a transition house for about thirty both homeless or orphaned teens (a month-and-a-half after Vivian walked inside the lobby of the first dormitory building) and in active negotiation of buying a second building, she could see how organized the lolas (grandmothers) were and that everything was running as smoothly as it possibly could.A public wedding was pretty much a moot point, really. Everyone knew by now that Fae and I were married for months now, or that a month after this public wedding, we would be celebrating our first secret wedding anniversary. We