“Tess wanted you here,” he says cutting me off with a tight chuckle. “That means you could’ve died and shestillwould’ve dragged you here and propped you up in the corner like an Irish wake.”
Relaxed by the humor I hear in his voice, I let myself laugh at the thought. “I just want you to know that I heard what you said the last time we?—”
The scratching stops, a second before I feel Went’s warm breath against the side of my neck. “Last time we what?” He whispers in my ear while the steadying hand he has pressed against my back, strokes its thumb across my bare shoulder. “The last time we fucked?”
Opening my eyes, I angle my head to find him staring down at me, devil black gaze pinned to my mouth.
Yes.
Before I can say it out loud, a shadow falls across his face.
“What are you two over here, whispering about?” Tess asks, grinning from ear to ear because her plan to get us together is seemingly working.
You have no idea…
Went flicks me a quick, hard look before answering for the both of us. “She was looking a little pale,” he says, sitting up to set his tattoo gun on his tray. “I was asking her if she needed a break.”
“And I was telling him I’m fine,” I say, following his lead. “It actually feels kinda good.”
Tess’s grin shifts into a knowing smirk. “I knew you were a freak, Nurse Ratchet.” She gives me a wink before looking at Went. “Hen’s got some stupid brunch and shopping trip planned with her mother—apparently, when you’re rich you need a whole new wardrobe when you go on a honeymoon.” She rolls her eyes. “So, I’ve got to get her home.”
Oh.
“Okay.” Nodding my head, I start to sit up. “Well, I guess I can just?—”
“Went can take you home when he’s finished—right, Went?” Tess stops me before I can slide off the table.
For one, heart-stopping second, Went doesn’t say a word. Heart jammed in my throat, I watch his expression go blank and his hands tighten into fists before he visibly relaxes. “Sure,” he says, voice tight with frustration. “You guys can leave—I’ll take Kait home.”
SIXTEEN
WENTWORTH
2013
It took mostof the afternoon and more money than I thought it would but I don’t care. The county clerk, who’s kid I’m pretty sure I’m putting through college, has expedited our marriage license and is having it couriered over by 4PM.
Kait and I are getting married today.
That’s all that matters.
She’s been gone most of the afternoon, shopping for new clothes. If I know her, she took one look at the price they charge for jeans downstairs and tried to bolt out the door. The fact that she’s been gone so long tells me that Dakota is with her, helping her spend my money.
I don’t care about that either. The only thing that matters to me is that Kait gets what she wants and that she’s my wife the next time I fuck her.
Pulling out my phone, I send my sister a quick text.
Me: Don’t let her talk herself out of buying anything.
Kota: Are you watching us rn?
Me: LOL She can be stubborn. If she touches it, she buys it.
Kota: Got it. She might be afraid to spend your money but I’m not.
Laughing, I check in with Con, even though it’s the last thing I want to do.
Me: How’s Maxwell?