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Who comes to a wedding and talks crap about the bride and groom? I don’t care how hot he is, that’s just rude.
Plus, what the hell—I’m four glasses of champagne in, and I have nothing better to do this evening.
But just for tonight, I can be Charlie. A guy who has normal relationships with women, who likes to cuddle and spoon after sex, rather than Drake James—workaholic kinky fucker with raging commitment issues.
She finishes her drink, her eyes wide over the rim of the glass. “You cuddled? Girl, that is one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard.”
Being alone with him makes me feel suddenly vulnerable. He’s a big man, and his proximity has me scared and turned on at the same time, which is so screwed up.
For an allegedly intelligent woman, I am a complete fucking idiot.
“That’s my good girl,”
To clarify, we are romantic partners. We are boyfriend and girlfriend. She is my bae, my boo, my old lady.”
“Yes sir.”
