ne
uite, the heavy steel door a barrier between
is glasses with infuriating calm. "A contract marriage? With Jayson
isions. We execute," Lo
gonna cause in the club? The old-timers? The Sweetbut
problem and headed downstairs to his book
en years, since we were prospects cleaning toilets togethe
er let them get close. He neve
ecial about th
ed out. He saw me leaning against the hallway w
You drag me over here in the middle of the night to watch you propose to a stranger, and yo
loodlights were still on in the training
ette from my pack, and lit it. The flame flic
s this? You're not the type to get hitched j
e smoke curl slow into the nigh
?" I
is voice low but heavy, each w
sweat running down her neck from the heat. Jayson was all over her like a stray dog, but she was different
e been watching
ther - the random trips he'd take, the extra photos on his
on Jayson, sending it to her, showing up wh
e corner of his mouth, that smile on his face
pped back. "You're
year-long, meticulously planned hunt.
ho. Let me ask you something - this marriage, it's le
e said it like
t. "Birth certificate, social security card
He went quiet for a couple seconds, brow fur
, turned, and started walking - boots pound
I was alread
he docume
it's twelve-fifteen in the goddamn
hat look said everythin
th me." He was al
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