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“Conan, what the hell happened with a fake priest on your wedding day?” Rowan cackles.

I bite the inside of my cheek.

“Hallie…you wanna do the honors?”

She smiles so brightly I can’t help but laugh.

“Absolutely.”

Chapter 111

HALLIE

Song- Supermassive Black Hole, Muse.

Ashiver runs down my spine as I hear his heavy footsteps approaching.

The sun is just starting to set behind the trees lining our track.

I’ve already slipped off my heels. I know what’s coming.

He stops behind me, grips the back of my neck, and leans close, his breath warm against my ear.

And he says one word.

“Run.”

He releases me, and excitement floods my veins as I take off.

He doesn’t follow. He’s giving me a head start. Hopefully a decent one, considering I’m nearly four months pregnant.

As I reach the tree line, I veer toward the pond.

Jesus. I’m already out of breath.

I slow to a jog and slip behind the biggest tree I can find, pressing my back against the rough bark.

“You can’t hide from me, trouble,” Conan calls out.

I hold my breath as his footsteps draw closer, my heart hammering, my sex drive spiking to a level that should probably concern me.

Then silence.

I turn, peering around the trunk, searching for him.

Where the hell…

I let out a scream as he grabs me by the hair and yanks me back against his chest.

His hand clamps over my mouth.

“Be quiet,” he growls, his voice a dark caress. “We don’t want our family to hear what I do to you in the woods.”

I tremble as he slides his hand under my panties.

“Soaked. As always, wife.”

I nod, breathless.

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