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.”

did you mention Willow?” I ask. “What

think that she would

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

reminds me of the one I

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

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

aware of that. However, he was never

her; even Damon didn’t love her. They both had women that they truly loved, and both of them

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.

get out of this kissing booth nonsense,” Atticus tells

at all,” Griffin

in love with anyone,

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

think he meant to say the two of them.

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

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

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

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

to my room,” I tell

asks. “I thought we were going to drink some

exhausted. What those