Accidentally Wild (The Wilder Brothers)

“Jessica, if I tell you this, you can’t tell a soul. Okay?” I asked.

“Tell me what?”

“I can’t say anything to you until I know you’re going to keep quiet about it.”

“Andrea, you’re scaring me.”

“This goes nowhere. Promise me.”

“I promise. You know me,” she said.

“Not even Lucas.”

“Not even Lucas,” she said.

I sighed and shook my head before I pressed my hands to my eyes.

“I married Everett last night,” I mumbled.

“You did what now?”

“The woman was right. I married Everett.”

“You did what!?”

I reached out and clamped my hand down onto her face.

“Sh-sh-sh-sh.”

“Sorry. Sorry,” she mumbled against my hand.

“Quiet. And not a soul,” I said.

She nodded, and then I took the liberty of removing my hand.

“You married Everett.”

“Yes.”

“Willingly?” she asked.

“Jessica, I don’t even remember the night.”

“Wait, you got blackout drunk and married Everett?”

“I’m assuming that’s what happened, yes. Because I literally do not remember anything beyond half of our encounter in his room,” I said.

“Encounter in his room. So, you didn’t just marry Everett.”

I sighed and shook my head as Jessica’s hands cupped her mouth.

“Oh my God.”

“Jessica, keep it down.”

“Oh. My. God!”

“Shut up, would you?” I asked.