Accidentally Married to the Billionaire - Page 12

His hands ran down her curves. “Oh, I hope so.”

She laughed as she playfully nudged him. “You know what I mean.”

“I know. So marry me, Marjorie Reynolds.”

“Okay. We can start planning first thing tomorrow.”

His eyes twinkled. “Why wait? We need to defeat evil as soon as possible. Marry me right now.”

“Your fake proposal needs work,” she purred in his ear. “Lots of damn work.”

His gaze narrowed. “What do you mean?”

“That wasn’t very romantic. You’re going to have to step up your game if you want to win my heart, er, I mean my companionship. You’re supposed to get down on your knees and declare your fake love, and then put a ring on my finger. Then declare we defeat evil. Give me the proposal I’ve always dreamed of. Even if it’s fake. Let me live the dream, even for one little minute. Guess you haven’t watched any chick flicks lately.”

“All right. Can you give me a few minutes? I’m going to give you the best damn proposal you’ve ever seen. What are your favorite kind of flowers?”

She grabbed his tie and seductively pulled him close. “It would’ve been nice, but on second thought, I don’t need it. All I know is that I’m dying to kiss you. And I don’t want to wait another second.”

“Marriage first, kisses second.”

“I have my ID. This is Vegas. So let’s do this.”

“Do you want to dance first? Some kind of—courtship?”

“You can buy me a cupcake after we get married. How’s that for embracing tradition?”

“What’s your favorite flavor?”

“Chocolate. If there was a chocolate mocha, like a coffee flavor, that would be it. I love coffee, as black as my soul,” she purred.

He took out his phone, tapped at the screen a few times and then held out his hand for hers.

“We can pick out an engagement ring, something suitably lavish. It’ll be a photo op.”

“We’ll both need wedding bands too.”

“We’ll get it all taken care of. I found an all-night jeweler we can stop at.”

“Classy. Did the rings fall off a truck? Is it inside a convenience store?”

“No, it’s in a city where people get married in the middle of the night all the time. And according to the website, Elvis Presley bought rings there.”

“Well, why didn’t you say so? If it’s good enough for the King, it’s good enough for me. Let’s go.”

“Where do you want to get married?”

“Some chapels have a theme, some are drive-through, and some are very upscale.”

Marj blinked. “You don’t look like the theme or drive-through type of guy. So that leaves us upscale.”

“Upscale chapels are found in resorts and those require reservations.”

“We can make the wedding tomorrow,” Marj said. “But can we still have the honeymoon?”

He wrapped his arms around her. “You’re addicted to my kisses, aren’t you?”

She pulled him close as her heart beat wildly. “Absolutely.”

“And I’m addicted to yours as well. Listen, I don’t need a fancy chapel. Let’s just go to the strip.”

“Fine by me.”

Laughing, he took her hand and led her out of the hotel to a waiting car. His hands were big and powerful. His palm seemed to engulf her hand in a not unpleasant way. She was disappointed when he released her hand in the car as he directed the driver. They stopped at the courthouse and showed their ID’s, got a marriage license in less than ten minutes.

“I guess I didn’t pay too much for this dress since it’s going to be my wedding gown,” she mused.

“It’s something new and something blue. Got anything old?”

“My earrings. I got them at a flea market, antique—or at least used.”

“So let’s assume they were stolen and pawned, and we can call them something borrowed as well.”

“This gets more and more romantic.”

He stroked his thumb over her lower lip. “Tell me about it. Can two drunk people plan this any better?”

She laughed as she leaned closer. “I don’t think so.”

Cupping her face, he stared deeply into her eyes. “I’m so glad you want a honeymoon tonight. Because I want nothing more than to feel your soft lips on mine.”

“You’re so damn sexy,” she said.

“And you’re so damn beautiful. How did I luck out like this?”

“Who needs Lady Luck? When I’ve already won the jackpot.”

He pushed a strand of hair from her eyes. “Are you feeling this crazy chemistry we both have?”

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