“So what’s the issue? Why are we standing here when we could be making s’mores by the fire already?” “He already is,” I say, squeezing my eyes closed. “Tonight, he’ll officially be yours, Raven.” This whole husband and wife thing that might be for the sake of some stupid contract today, but in the morning, when you wake up beside him it could mean something more.” She jumps to her feet, holding a hand out, so I slap mine into it. It means nothing to you, but he means everything to you. You said yourself, you don’t care about the word. I thought I was married to his brother less than a day ago, now here we are.” “We’re eighteen-year-olds who will have to go to summer school just to graduate now, and we’re having a fucking kid and getting married? Vee, I haven’t even got to talk to him yet. All you’re doing today is making sure you never do. Chill the fuck out and look out the window at the guy you almost lost. “Who I’m pretty sure invited themselves so they could party with us tonight. “I don’t really care about Mac either,” I try and joke.
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