The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 179

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 15

~DANTE~

“A kissing booth?” I ask Damon, surprised at what I’d just learned.

Why on earth did they come up with that idea? That sounds like trouble.

“It’s not a booth,” Damon answers me. “It’s a private room where any girl could come in and make out with guys from the academy.”

“And you’re telling me there’s no way we could get out of this?” I demand. “There should be a f*****g rule that excludes married men, at least.”

“If there was a rule like that, what the hell am I supposed to do?” Damon demands. “I’m not married to Clarissa. Not yet.”

This was the first discussion we’d had like this in a while. It felt good but still strained.

“Does the girl have a say on who she’s getting to kiss?” I ask him.

He shook his head, “she doesn’t know. It’s a surprise. To make things fair, they won’t know until they enter the room.”

“Autumn and Clarissa are probably losing their f*****g minds,” I mutter.

“And what about Willow?” Atticus asks as he sneaks up behind us.

“Fuck.” I growl. “Why do you always show up in time to be a pain in my a*s?”

He shrugs, “Someone needs to be here to guide you along the right path.”

did you mention

that she would also be upset that you’ll be kissing another

frown, “Autumn is in love with you. With Willow, it’s different; she doesn’t love me. It wouldn’t affect her as badly. Not that I even want to kiss anyone. I’d rather find

me of the one I shared with Willow in

it? I was

wife.” Atticus says suddenly as he taps my shoulder, “I’ve made similar mistakes in the

made mistakes; I’m aware of that. However, he was never actually in

her; even Damon didn’t love her. They both had women that they truly loved, and both of them had

the truth, the spell died with her, and with her death, I couldn’t tell genuinely. However, the pain I felt may be all I needed to confirm that Anya was my mate. But if she was, wouldn’t she have had some feelings for me as well? Or did she bury

can find a way to get out of this kissing booth nonsense,” Atticus

Griffin announces.

that way. He wasn’t in love with anyone, as far as we all

want to take part, you can,” Atticus tells him. “However, for the three of us, we need to find a way to make sure that the only woman kissing us

meant to say the two of them. The woman I

way to let Autumn know who’s entering the room,” Atticus says. “She can warn Clarissa and Willow so

stiffen at the thought of Willow kissing a stranger. I know that it shouldn’t bother me, but it did. It bothers me because I know

For that reason, I had to find

had no choice but to take part, but there wasn’t a rule that

to my room,” I tell my

we were going to drink

my head, “I’m exhausted. What those assholes did