“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss.” Hugh stepped toward her. “Try to make this look good.” “I’ll do my best not to vomit in your mouth.” Is that so? Okay. He wrapped his hand around the back of her head, feeling the silky strands of her hair slip through his fingers, leaned forward, and kissed her. She gasped a little into his mouth, and he kissed her the way he would kiss a woman he was trying to seduce, enticing, promising, claiming her. She tasted fresh and sweet. What do you know? He had expected poison and ash. People cheered. Elara dug her fingernails into his arm. He
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