Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
"She might hate you by the time the wedding rolls round," Nico muttered making Kane snort.
"I already hate him," I growled keeping my eyes trained on Alec who wouldn't make eye contact with me.
He opened his mouth to speak, but I held my hand up in the air keeping him silent as I got to my feet. "You're not movin' in with me Alec, and how fuckin' dare you just assume it would be okay!"
Alec sighed. "I barely have two days to get to know you. If you want us to appear as a real couple then I really have to get to know you."
"But why do you have to move in with me if-"
"Because this is an easier way to spend a lot of time with you. Think about it, I know you don't like me and that you think I'm a prick-"
"She would be right on that front," Kane snickered.
Alec continued talking as if Kane never spoke. "But spending a lot of time with me will get you used to me, thus you would be comfortable around me. I have no underlying motive here, I swear. I'm not looking to get lucky. I told you I'll make you beg me before I fuck you, remember?"
I felt my eye twitch as the brothers, and the girls cracked up laughing.
"You're a cocky bastard, you know that?" I growled to a grinning Alec.
"I'm well aware of it, yes."
It was impossible to insult him!
I folded my arms across my chest and stared Alec down, but his gaze never wavered.
I cracked and stomped my foot on the ground. "Fine, but you will follow me rules or you’re out on your arse, you got that?"
"Of course, sweetheart."
Nico laughed and sang, "Alec and Keela sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-"
I held my hand up cutting Nico off and focused on Alec. "Our 'relationship' is fake, you'd do well to remember that."
Alec bowed to me and sarcastically said, "Of course it's fake, my lady."
His teasing ticked me off.
"Kiss me arse!" I snapped as Alec straightened back up.
"Present it and I will," he replied almost instantly.
I gaped at him.
You aren't supposed to reply back with anything other than a 'fuck you' when someone tells you to kiss their arse, no self-respecting person replies back to a dare with another fucking dare!
"I'm itchin' to smack that smug look off your face, playboy."
I looked to Alec's brothers when they laughed. Nico patted a grinning Alec on the back and chuckled as he said, "I'm fuckface, and you're playboy, the Irish are creative and funny with their insults, you've got to give them that."
Alec smirked. "That's for damn sure."
I sighed and lifted my hands to massage my temples, the slight pounding of a headache was starting to bother me again. I groaned loudly when I heard the grim reaper ringtone suddenly blare from my bag. That’s all me and my headache needed, a conversation with my mother.
"Here we go," Aideen murmured.
I dug my phone from my bag and answer it as brightly as I could.
"Mornin', ma."
"Don't call me ma, you're not a sheep."
Well, hello to you, too.
"Mornin', mother." I said with a roll of my eyes.
Aideen grunted. "You should call her ma for the simple fact that she hates it."
I motioned for her to shut up, and she closed her mouth but she wasn't happy about it.
"Why haven't you called me about Micah and Jason's wedding? I've given you three whole weeks to mention it and nothing!"
Three whole weeks?
Even if I got the invitation on time that was still very short notice to be invited to a wedding in a different country!
"I only got the invitation today, the post man delivered it to Mr. Doyle's post box by mistake."
My ma dramatically gasped. "That damn Post Office, I knew I should have hand delivered it!"
It doesn't even surprise me that she is so involved with Micah's wedding, she probably planned the whole bloody thing.
I cleared my throat. "You think? A heads up that they were gettin' married in the first place would have been nice as well, mother."
I heard my mother tut and it pissed me off.
"It was very last minute Keela, Jason only proposed to Micah six weeks ago."
I widened my eyes. "He proposed six weeks ago and now they are gettin' married in one? Is Uncle Brandon payin' for this?"
It must be expensive as hell booking everything on such short notice.
Aideen snorted. "Of course he is payin' for everythin'."
"Keela, that is none of your business."
That meant yes.
"I still think it's very soon for them to get married."
"Keela, you have got to get over Jason."
Was that a joke?
"I am over Jason! I don't care that he is gettin' married. I just care that I have to fuckin' be there when it happens!" I snapped.
"Keela Elizabeth Daley!" my mothered bellowed.
I groaned and hung my head. "I'm sorry for cursin' mother, but look at this from my point of view, please."
My mother sighed. "I understand it will be awkward and believe me I don't care very much for Jason Bane either, but you will be at your cousin's wedding. My pacemaker would explode if you were absent, do you hear me? You would kill me!"
Oh, Jesus overdramatic Christ!
"Mother! You can't say somethin' like that to me, I'm your child!"
I practically heard her roll her eyes. "And as my child you should be wary of my weak heart."
I face palmed myself. "I can't believe you would use your heart condition as a guilt trip to make sure I go to the weddin'."
"I've no idea what you're talking about."
I gritted my teeth, she spoke so clear and proper, not like me at all.
"You're unbelievable, mother."
My mother chuckled. "Thank you, honey."
It wasn't a compliment and she knew it.
"Anyway hun, the point of my call is to let you know that I assume you've taken a week off from work so I already went ahead and paid for your room at the resort. It is a single, I would have gotten a double for comfort, but it was the last room available. I did manage to get a bigger bed for you though. I'll send all the information to your email."