“It’s all pretend, right? We can still stop them before they file the papers. That’s what you said.”
I tried not to show how the slight worry in his voice made me feel. Okay, so we didn’t want to be married for real. It had all been a joke. But the ink on the paper hadn’t dried yet. Couldn’t we pretend for a moment longer that all my secret dreams had come true and the one and only man I would ever consider marrying was now my husband?
“We can’t go out like this.” I cupped his erection. Jax hissed, pressing against my hand.
“You’re not helping.”
“I never said I was a helpful guy.”
“You could have fooled me since you built the furniture in my apartment and helped me get revenge on my ex.”
I pulled my hand away and trapped it under my head as Jax settled on the bed, facing me.
“I had a really nice time,” I said, closing my eyes, picturing the moment we got pretend married.
His hand traced the exposed skin on my stomach. It turned me on so much thatIhad turned him on to the point that he’d tried to take all my clothes off.
“Me too.”
I don’t know at what point we fell asleep, but the heavy knock on the door from Noah telling us to get ready was like a bucket of ice water over our heads.
“Fuck, we can’t go to the chapel now,” Jax said, jumping out of the bed. I turned over to hide my erection but then glanced at Jax, who was also hard.
He looked down and then at me. “I thought this would go down with the nap.”
I laughed. “Has that ever worked for you? Because I only know one way to get rid of unwanted boners.”
Jax
Yeah, so did I, but this wasn’t the place and certainly not the time.
“Let’s take a raincheck on…” I pointed down at the clear outline in my pants.
“Doctor Mitchell, don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
Tanner turned back over to give me an eyeful of his boner. I crossed the space between us. I leaned over him and looked him dead in the eyes. “I don’t make promises I intend on breaking…husband.”
“Fuck,” he swallowed.
“Get changed before Noah barges in.”
He sighed. “Fine.”
“Do you think we can call the chapel and get them to destroy the paperwork?”
“How many people get married in Vegas every day? Some must regret it as soon as they get home. I’m sure they’ve thought of this.”
I nodded and picked up the clothes I was changing into. As I closed the bathroom door behind me, all I could think was that I didn’t have a single regret about marrying Tanner. I just wished we hadn’t done it to get back at my ex.
He’d done it to help me so I couldn’t force him to stay married.
It was a stupid idea when we weren’t even dating.
Sex? That seemed suddenly on the table, but the rest was a little more complicated.
We managed to go to our separate rooms and pack our bags before Noah came back.
“Honey?” Noah called out to the other room in the suite. “The kids are ready. We’re good to go.”
