Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
He folded his thick arms over his chest with a genuine hurt look on his handsome face. “It’s the truth.”
“You’re only saying this because you want a favor. The answer is no. Find another way to clean up your image. Maybe start by not fucking everything that moves.”
“I’m not that bad, babe.”
“Pretty close.” I shoved my hand into his chest. “And stop calling me babe.”
“Why do you hate nicknames so much?”
I flinched at his question. “It’s a long story, one I don’t want to share.”
“So a dude fucked you up?” He propped his big body against the wall and stared down at me. “Is that it? Let me guess. It was your ex-husband.”
I glared at him. “Yes. Drop it, okay?”
He raised his hand to his forehead and gave me a mock salute. “You got it, captain.”
I shook my head. “You’re an idiot.”
Will was that guy, the one who had a name for everyone. When he met men, it was, Hey, boss or Hey, bro. With girls, it was always babe or sweetheart, or some stupid pet name. He was annoying, but also strangely likable. People really did like Will and his over-the-top personality you could not ignore.
As the elevator dinged, the doors opened. Will held it open for me, and I stepped into the vacant hallway with his hand on my back. I should have scolded him for touching me. But I kind of liked the way his warm skin felt pressed against mine.
We walked down the long hallway in silence. At the end of the corridor, Will balled his hand into a fist and slammed it against the door. He knocked a few times before a disheveled Ethan flung the door open.
“What the hell?” Ethan asked Will. He ran his fingers through his dark, messy hair with one eye open. “You should have called first. Why are you here so early?”
Will held up his left hand, showing off his new piece of jewelry. For added effect, I also raised my hand. Dressed in tight boxer briefs that showed off his muscular body, Ethan stared at us with equal parts shock and horror.
“That’s fake, right?”
“Nope.” Will pushed on Ethan’s shoulder to invite himself into the room. “Where’s my sister hiding?”
“She’s in the bedroom.”
The hotel door slammed behind me as we followed Ethan into the living room area.
“Mia,” I called out, moving toward the double doors which led to the master bedroom. “We have something to tell you.”
Mia emerged seconds later with a sheet wrapped around her lithe body. She studied my face, which must have looked troubled.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“Aside from the fact I feel like I haven’t slept in a year, I’m good. But we have something to show you.”
I tucked a few loose strands of greasy hair behind my ears, then raised my left hand.
Mia gasped, holding her hand over her heart. “Tell me that’s not what I think it is.”
Will appeared beside me and showed his matching gold ring. “It’s exactly what you think it is. We were so drunk, we got married last night. We’re not even sure where. All we know is we woke up naked, in my bed, and with these rings on our fingers.”
Shaking his head, Ethan rolled with laughter. “Dumb ass. Leave it to Will to marry a complete stranger in Vegas.”
“Hey, I’m not a complete stranger,” I shot back.
Mia sighed. “What are you going to do?”
“We can get an annulment. It’s not like I’m staying married to this idiot,” I said with my finger pointed at Will.
Will snorted. “You’d be lucky to have the pleasure of marrying me.”
I shoved my hand in his face. “Appears, I already am married to you, hubs.”
He smirked. “Then, maybe we should go consummate our marriage… again.”
“Pig,” I growled with anger shaking through me. “I hate you. The second we get back to Philly, we’re annulling this marriage. You’re the last person on Earth I want to be with.”
“That’s not what you said last night,” he countered with a smirk.
Mia pushed out her hands to get between us. “Would you two stop it? Everyone on the planet knows you guys have sex, whether you will admit it.”
My jaw dropped. “You knew?”
She nodded. “Are you kidding me? The sparks between you two could burn down a building. I’ve known for a long time. So if you guys like each other, then maybe you should see if this could work out.”
While her words should have made me feel better, they only made me feel worse. I could never be with someone like Will. There was no sense in trying. So I acted like a child and stripped the ring from my finger.
I threw it at Will’s chest. “I will never be the Juliet to your Romeo.”
As I turned to leave the room, Will grabbed my wrist. He held my back against his chest, his strong arms wrapped around me. Why did my body respond to him? How could I hate and like him at the same time?