“What do you mean we got married? Why would we do that?” Sebastian asks, finally picking up his suit pants and putting them on.

I’m happy not to have the distraction anymore, but Jesus, do I wish I could remember getting fucked by that cock. I’ve been soaking wet and ready the entire time he’s been standing naked in front of me.

“I don’t know. But we are both wearing rings that weren’t there last night, so it’s just a guess.”

He frowns as he stares at his ring, trying to remember last night. I try to remember last night too, but it’s all a fog. We must have really hit the alcohol to not remember anything after we stepped foot inside this suite.

We hear buzzing, and we both kneel down to search through our clothes for our phones. We both find ours at the same time, both ringing.

Oaklee.

Kade.

“Fuck, do you think they know?” I ask.

“No, we don’t even know what happened. I’m sure they don’t.” Sebastian answers his phone.

So I hit accept and put my phone to my ear, not having a clue what I’m going to hear when I answer. “Hello?”

“Millie! Oh my god! How was the wedding night sex?” Oaklee shouts at me.

I gulp. This doesn’t sound good. “Um…wedding sex?”

“Oh, don’t even act like you two didn’t do it.”

“Umm…” How do I respond to her? How do I make this go away?

“Eek, I just can’t believe it! I want to hear all the details when you come meet everyone for brunch! You are not missing brunch. I don’t care how good the sex was last night, get your ass down here in the next twenty minutes before everyone arrives and quizzes me about why Boden and I didn’t get married last night.”

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nbsp; “But you’re going to get married today, right?”

Now it’s Oaklee who has gone silent.

What am I missing?

“Just get your cute butt down here. You saved my ass. You’re all anyone can talk about.”

Shit.

Oaklee ends the call before I can ask anything more. I stare at my phone a second in a gaze, and then I see Sebastian standing in the entry to the living room in the same way.

“So everyone thinks we’re married,” Sebastian says, looking from the phone to his ring.

“No, we can’t be. There would be a marriage license. I’m sure these rings are fake, worthless. We must have gotten them in a vending machine or something.”

Sebastian walks over to me and grabs my left hand with his calloused fingers. Fingers that have touched my body, but I can’t remember what they felt like. If the electricity in my hand is any indication, the sex last night was like fire racing through my body.

“The rings don’t look fake to me,” Sebastian says, running his thumb over my diamond.

I pull my hand out of his grasp so I can think clearly. “Then we can get it annulled. It will be like it never happened.”

He nods. “That’s a good idea.”

We are both silent as our minds go somewhere else.

“What about brunch?” Sebastian asks. “We could hide up here until our flight this afternoon.”

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