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Though all themen went home unfulfilled sexually, they all had managed to get their women to agree to the weekend dates where they planned on scaring them off the marriage paths the men thought they were on.

Ethan hired a car to take him and Kel up to see his grandmother. A woman who wasn’t really his grandmother but an actress he’d hired to play the part. He’d hired an entire comedy troupe to fool Kel.

Stopping to enjoy a nice lunch in New Jersey, had the two getting into an in-depth discussion neither had planned on as they watched a couple with two young children as the parents tried to get the kids to act right and take their seats at the table rather than roaming around the little café.

The little girl, who seemed to be about three, wandered up to Ethan and pointed to his hair. “You have pretty hair.”

The little girl had blond ringlets that Ethen pointed to. “I think your hair is prettier than mine.”

She palmed her curls. “No, your hair’s prettier.”

“Jo Beth, come sit down and eat,” her father called out to her. Then looked at Ethan. “Sorry, sir.”

“For what?” Ethan said with a chuckle. “I just received a great compliment from your little girl, she’s made my day.” He gave the kid a wink before her mother swooped in and picked her up.

Kel watched the little exchange as she ate her turkey on rye bread then took a sip of her root beer. “So, you like kids, huh?”

“Sure, who doesn’t?” Ethan said then leaned forward to twirl a lock of Kel’s hair around one finger. “And you and I would make some really cute ones, love.” He leaned back in his chair, stretching out his long legs. “How many should we have?”

She laughed at him as she knew exactly what he was up to. “Oh, five or so. And I’d start trying for them as soon as I was married. I can’t wait to settle down and start up the large family I dream about having. I just need to meet Mr. Right, and then I’ll get right to that.”

He raised his thick brows as he grinned at her. “Is that right?”

She nodded and finished her sandwich. Ethan had finished before her, so she was ready to get going. “Yes. I’m done. We can get back on the road if you’re ready to. I really can’t wait to meet your grandmother.”

Ethan got up and held out his hand for her to take. “And she can’t wait to meet you. My cousin, Tommy’s there too. He’s a little bit special. I hope you won’t hold that against him.”

Kel gave him a frown as he escorted her out of the little café. “Ethan! I’d never hold anything like that against anyone! Do you think I’m some kind of monster?”

“No,” he said as he opened the car door and let her get in first. He slid in beside her, putting his arm around her and kissing the side of her head. “It’s just that I’ve had more than a few comments on my family. Not all have been kind.”

Kel looked at him and wondered if he was being honest. If that was true, she felt terrible for the man. “Oh, Ethan that makes me sad. If you have someone with a disability in your family, no one should judge you on that.”

“But some do, love.” He kissed her with a light kiss as he cupped her chin. “I think you’ll be wonderful to have around my family. Such a caring and sweet woman. Honest to the core.”

She knew why he threw in the last part about the honesty. It was pretty clear he wanted her to come clean about the husband wrangling, the sisters had made up. But she wanted him to come clean about the bet. So, they were at an impasse, neither would budge on.

Meanwhile, Cait and Jess were at the airport with their men. Each couple was waiting on private jets to be readied, and Cait and Jess were beginning to get an idea about just how much money the men really had.

“I know you said you were a salesman for your family’s business, Griff, but just how much do you make doing that?” she asked him as he brought her a cup of coffee and a bagel.

“Here, baby. You should eat something.” He handed her the bagel, and the coffee then took a seat next to her. “I don’t like to talk about money.”

“I can see that. But I don’t like to be clueless about how much the man I’m seeing makes a year.” She took a bite of the bagel and waited for his answer.

“My money isn’t calculated on a yearly basis. It’s just always available to me.” It hit him that she was sizing up how much he was worth so she could try to get him to marry her and pay her damn bills. But he’d be teaching her that being married to him would be far from the picnic she thought it’d be.

So what if the things he was about to show and tell her were completely false? Jess would never know about that.

At that point, none of the men cared who won the bet. Things had changed. They saw it as their manly duties to teach the women a lesson about using men for their money.

If during that time any of them did score, that was purely a bonus!

“How is it you have access to money all the time without working, Griff? Are you some kind of a millionaire?” Jess asked him.

He decided to let her in on his financial state and wanted to gauge her reaction to that news. “Millionaire?” He chuckled as he shook his head. “Billionaire is the word most people use. My family is extremely well off.”