“What was all of that ‘it’s a tradition for the heir to get married’ shit about?” He grabs my arm. “And for that matter, why weren’t you freaking the fuck out?” “I created it,” I deadpan and shrug him off. He steps back, hands up in surrender. Even my family knows not to touch me. Xander leans forward. “Why would you do that?” “Because the girl I’m going to marry needs some extra motivation.” “Who is it?” Bash asks, curiosity filling his voice. Now that we’ve gotten onto the topic, he’s not going to drop it. “The Bruins’ PR rep.” Bash laughs. “Fuck, I’ve seen her. She’s hot.” I glare, and he
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