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.”

ignore him, “why did you mention

that she would also be upset that you’ll

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

kiss reminds me of the one I shared with Willow

special about that kiss? Why can’t I forget it?

suddenly as he taps my shoulder, “I’ve made similar mistakes in the past.

jaw clenches. He’d made mistakes; I’m aware of that. However, he was never actually in love with

her. They both had women that they truly loved, and

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 to confirm that Anya

to get out of this

at all,” Griffin announces. “I think it

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

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 is the one that we

them. The woman I love

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

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

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

there wasn’t a rule that f****d

my room,”

asks. “I thought we were going to drink some

exhausted. What those assholes