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“You may kiss the bride,” the man sighs. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. And blah blah blah. Damn Wild One weddings,” he adds, grumbling as he walks away.
He looks down as I try really hard not to kiss him, and he grins at me. “Stalker game is about to get strong.” For no reason at all, I giggle. I freaking giggle. God help me.
Shotguns and rifles are also hanging on the walls, as though they want them there for quick access, or their interior decorator was a serial killer.
Her father smiles, while I keep my mouth shut. Smart men live in silence. Talkers die mysteriously and their bodies never turn up.
“I chased a dream. I beat the odds and became successful. I made more money than I’ll ever be able to spend, and all that money keeps making more money. And I filled my days with things to keep me from standing still and watching life pass me by.” His eyes come back up to meet mine. “Never occurred to me I wasn’t happy.”
“Then let’s find out if our crazies match,”
“You calling me stupid?” he asks, scowling. “No. I just think you have bad luck when you try to speak and think at the same time.”
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We weren’t born with enough middle fingers to deal with people.
“I’ve loved you since the first time we locked ourselves in a house together,” I say on a shaky breath, watching as his eyes heat and his smile starts to slip. “I just didn’t realize it until you came back and I finally stopped hurting.”
