162 A GLANCE ONCE AGAIN

LUKE’S POV

And we

want Tiffany to be my wife because I already had one, but they wouldn’t want to listen to me. Fuck that! I had made a promise to my grandfather concerning treating Ariel like a princess, but doing this with Tiffany might just ruin that vow. I could take responsibility for her child, but marrying her? It is definitely not an option. How the hell was I even going to have two wives? There was definitely no way I was going to divorce Ariel.

that “sull in

the living room, still carrying out this discussion. I was trying to convince them

So I had to tell them my feelings before storming out of the house. Yes, that was just it. They kept on insisting that I should get married to their daughter because their family doesn’t accept things like that. To hell with their family sh*t or whatever. I would take care of that baby, but I was not going to be Tiffany’s husband. That’s my decision; I wouldn’t be changing it. Not in this life.

“Luke, where are you going?” Tiffany asked loudly, marching behind me. I refused to answer her, and as I got closer to my car, she seized my hand.

“Let go!” I snapped.

“What in the world is wrong with you?” She asked coldly.

“Go tell your parents that.”

“Go tell my parents that. How disrespectful.”

“Oh, so it’s disrespectful, huh? And you were saying that to me.”

“Come on, Luke. Why do you have to be such a mad ass?”

you guys get some things around here. I can’t be your husband.”

“Why not?”

I

ta

then, get a divorce.”

Can you hear yourself

wanted to lengthen the conversation, but I had to stop her. It was of no use if we continued talking. I drove away, not wanting to get involved in this anymore. But I knew it wasn’t over. Hell no, the sh*t was just getting started. But still, no one was going to control me. You try to ruin my reputation. You’ll only be

ARIEL’S POV

to arrive. Andre was the one who took me here; we both had

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the one I embraced first, since he was a funny guy. Scott, on the other hand, always had that frowny face, but still, I welcomed him. I missed both of them. The

face. He shook hands with Mason as well as

«Seth.

to the latest pop hits. Seth, however, sat in the back with his arms crossed, not joining in on

out, trying to get him to

and I exchanged a look and burst into laughter. Seth was always the serious one, no kidding.

for it.

turned off the radio and said, “Okay, enough

down at the office, bored as hell, so we

simple,” he told us. “I’ll say a word, and you have to say

“Cheese!” I shouted.

joined

“Yuck,” Seth muttered.

the most random words and laughing until our stomachs hurt. It was moments like these that reminded me why I loved spending time with

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