"Because that's what complicates everything," I agreed.
"And if there's something we want to know from each other, then we ask. Something we need to have from each other, we ask, yeah?" he said.
Sloan studied me as I studied him.
"And if we need to re-open any of our foundational rules, then we just have another salt and pepper talk," I suggested.
He smiled in agreement.
"There won't be any misunderstandings," he said. "Because we already know the rules."
"No expectations, because they've already been laid out," I said. "Agreed, Mr. Stevens. Let's do this." I put my hand out to shake his, but he didn't shake it.
Oh no, he took my hand and lifted my knuckles to his lips, pressing a kiss there.
I shivered, which was silly because my whole inside somehow became warm at only that kiss.
"Deal," he confirmed.
CHAPTERTEN
MAYA
I was doing this.
We were doing this.
I even put the ring back on and didn't even consider losing my breakfast over it.
The full implication of my actions hadn't quite hit me until right in that moment as Sloan and I left our breakfast table, exited onto The Strip, and headed into the real world where everyone knew our business.
Both of my sisters texted me. I ignored those.
Angela's texts couldn't continue to be ignored, however.
Angela: Come bk. We need 2 tlk
Maya: ??
Angela: Don't ?? @ me. E is pissy
Because I went around her 'don't get married' rule? That was fair.
Maya: R U Pissed?
This was the third time Angela hadn't gotten to play maid of honor.
Angela: No! But I need deets. A football player rly?
I glanced at the man in question. The man was so very different from any other I'd ever married (or even dated). He was texting on his phone as we walked, glancing up here and there so he didn't plow into anyone.
Emily: hv u lost ur mind?
Maya: that's likely.
Emily: Annulment Monday?
Maya: …
