Benson looks at me, confused, then to the bag, and back at them. Slowly, his lips tilt up in a smile. “I’m getting married, aren’t I?” he asks. I cock my head, grinning. “Yep. Lilah is being wrangled into her dress as we speak.” All of the sudden, his arms come around the front of his body, his ropes falling off his hands. “What the hell?” Killian barks, looking at Benson as he bends and starts untying his feet. “You really think Lilah hasn’t tied me up and tried to leave me on the bed all day a few times now? I learned a long time ago how to get free from ropes, even before I started dating
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