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.”

you mention Willow?”

“Don’t you think that she would also be upset that you’ll be kissing another

affect her

me of the one I

I forget it?

Atticus says suddenly as he taps my shoulder, “I’ve made similar mistakes

of that. However,

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

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 was my mate. But if she was, wouldn’t she have had some feelings for me as well? Or did she bury those feelings for her revenge

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

all,” Griffin announces. “I think it might

would think that way. He wasn’t in love with anyone, as

part, you can,” Atticus tells him. “However, for the three of us, we need to find

meant to say the two of them. The woman I love is

the room,” Atticus says. “She

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

that reason, I had to find a way to ensure that she didn’t

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

to my room,” I tell my

thought we were going to drink some beers and

my head, “I’m exhausted. What those assholes did