Page 49 of The Paid Wife: A Lesbian Romance
Dani couldn’t believe she’d just gotten officially married. As
in, for real. She’d gone through all the vows, the usual love
and cherish crap, said the I do’s, which meant less than
nothing, and just grazed Emily’s soft cheek with the most
chaste kiss in existence.
She was pulling back, her lips tingling because Emily’s
cheek was unbelievably soft and very sweet. Peach fresh like
the rest of her. She was wearing perfume that matched,
something that smelled like vanilla and apricots. Dani pulled
back sharply, her gaze falling to her left finger which now
sported a ring that looked like it came from the jewelry section
of a big department store. So, Emily hadn’t splurged on the
rings for the fake marriage. Big surprise.
Dani had, because she wanted to thwart Emily, worn black
to the courthouse. She didn’t know the two girls standing off
to the left, big smiles on their pretty faces. They looked very
much like Emily did. Like they came from good homes with
parents who cherished them, who planned on giving them the
world before they were even born. Dani wasn’t sure if they
knew the wedding was fake, but she was guessing they did,
because if they knew Emily at all, they would have to know
that she couldn’t meet someone overnight and get married to
them the next day. They wore gauzy, flowing dresses, both in
shades of purple. They’d taken time with their hair, one
auburn, the other blonde, curling the long strands into wavy
tresses. Dani very much wanted to call them spoiled bimbos
but didn’t because it was her wedding day and special
occasions called for a level of charitable thoughts.
Dani’s dress looked more like it should have been worn to a
nightclub. The black dress wasn’t elegant. It was ripped near
