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.”

“why did you mention Willow?”

quirks a brow, “Don’t you think that she would also be upset that you’ll

she doesn’t love 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

special about that kiss? Why can’t I forget it? I was half asleep when that kiss happened. It shouldn’t

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

of that. However, he

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

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 to confirm that Anya was my mate. But

to get out of

don’t mind it at all,” Griffin announces. “I think it might be

course, he would think that way. He wasn’t in love

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

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

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

think of. For that reason, I had to find a way to ensure

choice but to take part, but there wasn’t

room,” I tell my

were going to drink some beers

those