Page 93 of My Sweet Poison


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Her eyes narrowed. “Who is this guy?”

“A priest.”

Her chest rose, brushing her perfect tits against me. Erratic and worked up looked good on her. “Sweating heaven, Greyson? Are you going to confess what I can only assume are your many…many…sins, including kidnapping me?”

I shifted to place my arms around her waist and strengthened my grasp. I would need a tight hold on her. “Not exactly. We’re getting married.”

Her grip on my shirt loosened as she tilted her head back and laughed. “Married? Very funny.”

“I’m not laughing.”

Her brow furrowed. “You can’t be serious?”

“I assure you I am.Deadly serious.”

“Married?”

“Married.”

“To you.”

“To me.”

She leaned back, pushing against my arms. She studied my face for several breaths, then said, “No.”

“You stumbled upon something monumental regarding my associate’s vengeful intentions. Silence is golden, Hailey. Our marriage will ensure yours. It’s simple. Marry me and you live.”

She pressed a hand over her heart. “Wow. Just the kind of proposal every girl dreams of. Marry me so I don’t have to kill you.”

I cupped her jaw and ran my thumb over her lower lip. “Well, I am a romantic.”

“No.”

“You don’t get to say no.”

“And yet, I just did.”

“Cute.”

“Fuck you.”

“Maybe later after a post-wedding snack. Did I mention there’s a bed on this plane?”

She pushed off my lap and rose to pace in front of me, hands on her hips. “I won’t be a piece in your sick little chess match.”

“But you already are,” I responded coldly. “You wouldn’t listen, Hailey. This is the only way to keep you safe.”

“Safe? With you? What a joke. Turn the plane around.”

“I’m afraid that’s not an option. It’s too late for that. FAA regulations, and all.” I smiled.

“You think some stupid piece of paper is gonna stop me from telling the entire world the truth? From trying to save my friend? If anything, giving me your last name gives my story merit. They might not listen to a nobody with conspiracy theories, but as your wife? Reporters will fight to get to me.”

“Fighting me is pointless. And a little stupid. I’m trying to keep you safe, Hailey, and if you thought about it for more than a second, you’d realize that you have far more to gain from staying with me, by my side, than you ever could alone.”

Her defiant eyes locked onto mine. “You underestimate me, Greyson.”

I set my glass down then rose and advanced on her until she fell back into her seat. I leaned my hands on her armrests and loomed over her. “That’s where you’re wrong. I’m counting on that fire. Together, we’ll be unstoppable. Don’t you know how powerful a married woman without a prenup is?”