The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 575

Sean's eyes darted around, but honestly, he could not stomach the thought of kissing any of them. Steven was out of the question, and as for Peter, Sean was sure that if he even tried, Peter would lay him out flat. That left his cousin Bob, and then Yoel and Gerald. Sean propped his face in his hand, torn between a laugh and a sob. "Can I just opt for death instead?"

"No can do," came the reply. "You're the one who wanted to play this game. You can't bail now! How are you going to show your face around Brookville after this?"

Sean could not even fake a smile. "Come on, Noelle, I get it, I messed up. Can't we just call it even? Please pick someone else, I just can't do it!" Kissing any of them felt like the ultimate no-no.

He peeked at Bob, but Bob's glare was scary, so Sean quickly nixed that idea. Then there was Yoel, but that was just as unbearable. Peter and Steven were definite no-gos.

"What if I just stand up and belt out a tune for you, huh?"

was secretly cracking up inside. She was barely keeping a straight face. Gripping Charles's hand, she squeezed the back of it tightly. Seeing Sean's almost tearful expression, she finally burst into

even more of a stickler than Charles. I'm impressed," Sean said, grabbing a bottle with a look

gave Charles's sleeve

squinted and patted her hand. "Relax, he's got a tank for a liver. It's

dodge the bullet like they had it all figured out. The bottle just would not target them. Poor Sean. It was like he was jinxed.

everyone but Noelle, Jennifer, and Sean was still

since most of

was not sprawled out

arms and headed out, with Ronald trailing behind them, clutching Charles's keys to

nights. Despite being pretty good with his drinks, tonight's flood of alcohol was just

the guy who freaks out over a