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.”

you mention Willow?” I ask. “What

that she would also be upset

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 a way to get out of

me of the one I shared with Willow

the reminder. What was so special about that kiss? Why can’t I forget it? I was half asleep when that

still your wife.” Atticus says suddenly as he taps my shoulder, “I’ve made similar mistakes in the past. I don’t want

made mistakes; I’m aware of that. However, he

her. They

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

get

it at all,” Griffin announces. “I think it might be

way. He wasn’t in love with

can,” Atticus tells him. “However, for the three of us, we need to find a way to make sure that

to say the two of them. The woman I love is no

Autumn know who’s entering the room,” Atticus says. “She can warn

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 Anya wouldn’t

For that reason, I had to

had no choice but to take part, but there

my room,” I tell my

thought we were going to drink

head, “I’m exhausted. What those assholes did today still has me f*****g