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.”

him, “why did you mention Willow?” I

brow, “Don’t you think that she would

me. It wouldn’t affect her as badly. Not that I even want to kiss

reminds me of the one I shared with Willow in

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

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

that. However, he was

the only one that loved her; even Damon didn’t love her. They both had women

not the same. Anya must have been my mate. I may never know 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

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

mind it at all,” Griffin announces. “I think it

way. He wasn’t in

you 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

them. The woman

entering the

bother me, but it did. It bothers me because I know Anya wouldn’t want

only reason I could think of. For that reason, I had to find a way to ensure that she didn’t take part

but to take part, but there wasn’t a rule that f****d the women to

my room,” I tell

were going to drink some beers and play some

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