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LUKE’S POV

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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?”

not mad; I’m just letting you guys get some things around here. I can’t be your husband.”

“Why not?”

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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 fooling

ARIEL’S POV

one who took me here; we both had been standing for minutes, talking about all kinds

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Michael was the one I embraced first, since he was a funny guy. Scott, on the

well as greeting them. Funny talks took place, and so many more until we left

«Seth.

car; he turned on the radio, and we all started singing along to the latest pop

Seth! Sing with us!” I called out, trying to get him to loosen up.

something about not wanting to embarrass himself. Michael and I exchanged a look and

for it.

turned off the radio and said, “Okay, enough of that.

all groaned, knowing how competitive André could be. He was a pro when it came to competitions like this. I remember back then in Canada when we would just sit down at the office, bored as hell, so we would start playing games and all

word, and you have to say the first word that

“Cheese!” I shouted.

Michael joined

“Yuck,” Seth muttered.

the game, coming up with the most random words and laughing until our stomachs

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