Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“Yeah, like in the gossip column,” Gannon said with a snort. We all turned and glared at him. “Hey, I’m just saying. Whoever’s writing that column knows everything. Don’t be surprised if your fake marriage gets reported. Then what are you going to do? Brody isn’t even living with you, Sutton.”
Sutton and I exchanged glances.
Addie nodded, sitting back in her chair. “You’re going to have to pretend to have a real marriage if you want Jackass to be convinced. Move Brody in, hold hands in public.” Addie smiled. “Kiss. Come on, let’s see you practice.”
“You want us to kiss? Right now?” I asked.
Gannon winked. “What’s wrong, Brody? You afraid to kiss your own wife?”
“Fuck off, Gannon. This isn’t funny.”
Addie pointed at me. “No, it isn’t. This is very real and very serious. And the two of you made the very grown-up decision to get married. Not fake married, real married.”
Sutton closed her eyes. “Oh my God, why didn’t we think of a fake marriage?”
I shook my head. “Jack probably would’ve looked in the public records for our marriage certificate.”
“He’s right,” Gannon said. “Come on, Sutton. It can’t be all that bad being married to Brody. He’s handsome, kind, and sort of funny. He’s got money. And you already know how he is in bed.”
Addie smacked him on the arm. “Gannon Wilson!”
“What?” he laughed. “It’s all true.”
“So, you think I’m handsome, huh?” I teased my brother.
Sutton sighed. “Can you be serious? Addie and Gannon are right. We need to tell our parents as soon as possible. We’ll say we eloped because we didn’t want to take anything away from Gannon and Addie’s wedding.”
Addie smirked. “How sweet of you to think of us, sis.”
Sutton shot her sister the middle finger.
Gannon was sitting there with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“What are you smiling at?” I asked.
“I’m waiting to see you kiss your new bride.”
Addie giggled. “Do it. Do it. Do it.”
Sutton shook her head. “Now who’s acting like a child?”
“Kiss him, for goodness sake,” Addie demanded.
She rolled her eyes. “You really want me to kiss him?”
Addie clapped her hands. “Yes! And not a peck. A real, passionate, we-just-tied-the knot-and-can’t-wait-until-our-wedding-night kind of kiss.”
“Do you need me and Addie to show you guys how it’s done?” Gannon smirked. “Passionate kissing, that is?”
Sutton and I both huffed and said, “No.”
With a wave of her hand in our direction, Addie said, “Then go for it.”
“Fine,” Sutton responded.
Addie’s brow rose. “Fine.”
“Fine,” Sutton stated as she folded her arms.
“Fine!”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Addie and Sutton,” Gannon cut in. “It’s like watching a tennis match. Kiss her already, Brody.”
I cleared my throat. “Fine.”
The whole table groaned.
Sutton and I turned to face one another. I cupped the side of her face with my hand and watched as she licked her lips. My cock jumped in my pants.
“We’re waiting,” Addie singsonged.
“I hate you right now,” Sutton whispered, side-eying her sister. She looked up at me. “Okay, let’s do this so they stop.”
My eyes drifted down to Sutton’s perfectly pouted lips. I could still taste her from our earlier kiss. And the memory of our kisses all those years ago.
Only one way to find out, Brody. You’ve got to kiss your wife.
I leaned in and pressed my mouth to Sutton’s. My tongue swept over her lips, and she opened for me. When I deepened the kiss, she brought her hand to my face, then slid it around to the back of my neck. She dug her fingers into my hair, and I nearly moaned.
The kiss didn’t feel fake. It felt fucking amazing, and I never wanted to stop feeling her tongue move against mine in a delicate dance.
We both pulled back at the same time, and when our eyes met, I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d felt it. That pull. The longing to be connected as one. That same feeling we both felt all those years ago.
My chest rose and fell as I attempted to catch my breath. One quick glance at Sutton’s chest proved she was searching for air as well.
“Jesus. That was one hell of a kiss,” Gannon said. “Are you two sure you’re not…you know…”
“Gannon,” Addie whispered. “Stop teasing.”
Sutton blinked a few times, then slowly sat back in her seat. She smiled and said, “See, we can totally pull off passionate. No problem at all.” She picked up her fork, cut off a piece of her cinnamon bun, and popped it in her mouth. As if that kiss hadn’t rocked her world like it had mine.
I sat back, and when my eyes met Gannon’s, I saw the understanding there. He gave me a half smile and then reached for his orange juice. “I suggest your next stop be the parents’. About fifteen people just witnessed the two of you kissing. Rumors are going to start.”
“Right. We’ll do that as soon as we’re done here,” Sutton agreed.