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?”

she would also be upset that you’ll be kissing

wouldn’t affect her as badly. Not that I even want to kiss anyone. I’d rather find a

word kiss reminds me of the one I shared with Willow

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

“I’ve made similar mistakes in the past. I don’t want to see you doing the

jaw clenches. He’d made mistakes; I’m aware of that. However,

They both had women that they truly

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

to get out of this kissing

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

wasn’t in love with anyone,

of us, we need to find a way to make sure that the only woman kissing us is

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

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

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

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

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

to my room,” I tell

we were going to drink some beers

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