Page 139 of Indulge
They both erupt into laughter, and I join. They might think I’m joking, but I’m not. I’ve just found a new kink they need to satisfy.
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REGGIE
My phone buzzes on the side again. I groan as Bella shifts beside me. Carefully, so I don’t wake her, I slowly lean over and grab it. My stomach drops when I see Declan’s name.
Declan: Call me. Now.
I slip out of bed and head downstairs, hitting dial.
“Declan. What’s up?”
He huffs.
“Want to explain to me why I had Theo King call me asking if Bella can marry Rowan instead of you?”
My fucking world stops spinning. I almost drop my phone.
“I don’t fucking know,” I whisper.
She’s not mentioned a single thing to me about this.
Even now she doesn’t want to marry me?
“He called you just now?”
I pinch the bridge of my nose, trying to refrain from slamming my fist into the wall.
“Yes. I said I’d call him back. I wanted to speak to you first.”
My heart races.
“I can’t force her to marry me, Declan. If Rowan is who she wants to marry, approve the request.”
There’s a pause.
“That’s not what you want, is it?”
I sigh, taking a seat at the poxy wooden table.
“No. It’s really fuckin’ not,” I admit.
“Well, then fight for her. Propose. I don’t know. But you’ve got until the end of the week to figure this shit out. Okay?”
Five days. To convince the woman who has stolen my heart to marry me and not my brother.
When neither of us is willing to give her up.
And I don’t think she will either.
“That works. We will figure it out.”
“Is Rowan… serious about her too?” Declan asks.
“Yep.”
“I fuckin’ knew it!” Conan shouts in the background.
