Tremble by Alison Foster

Author:Alison Foster
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-13T00:00:00+00:00

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“Have you ever been in love, Lukas?” I ask him when he returns from the kitchen with two bottles of water and a fruit salad on a tray.

He sits down and hands me one of the bottles. “You think I’m incapable of human emotion.”

“That’s a total dodge. I’m going to need an answer.”

“I thought so once,” he says, almost unwilling to concede the fact. “What about you?"

I shrug. “Maybe. Possibly.” Two can play at this game.

He lies on his back and rolls me on top of him. “That guy at your cousin’s wedding?”

“Maybe,” I repeat. It earns me a slap on the ass. “That stung,” I say, mildly upset, but also wanting a bit more of his punishment.

“I wanted to punch him on the face,” he says. “Is that wrong?”

“Totally,” I say, laughing. “You can’t just smack people you don’t like.”

He smacks my ass again. “Why? I smack people I like.”

“You know that hurts,” I inform him.

“Then why do you like it?” he asks.

“No comment,” I say. “But, seriously, what has Carlton ever done to you?”

“I wouldn’t care if he’d done something to me. It’s what he did to you. He’s an asshole and he didn’t treat you right, not that night at the wedding and not back in the day.”

I feel a strange pang in my chest. “How do you even know?”

“It was plain to see. I could tell. Written all over his face and yours.”

“It’s the past. My past. And I fight my own battles,” I say, not really wanting to talk about that period of my life.

“There it is,” he says. “Right there in your eyes. He hurt you.”

I kiss him to shut him up. I squeeze his cock and pump it a few times, feeling it grow stiffer and longer under my fingers.

He grabs my hand and kisses it. “Don’t you want your surprise now?”

The surprise! The extra pervy camera stunt was not the surprise? I grow excited all over again. “Yes,” I screech. “Give it to me.”

“You dork,” he says as he pinches my ass before he rolls me off him.

He opens the drawer in the night stand. He reaches in and takes out a big white envelope.

“What’s this?”

“Open it,” he says, handing it to me. “Take a look.”

I find a folded paper inside the envelope and open it.

“A marriage license,” I say as my jaw drops. “What does it mean?”

“It means we should elope.”

“Elope?” I say, stunned.

“Yes. I was thinking, maybe Las Vegas? Why postpone it? The sooner we start, the sooner you’ll get your inheritance.”

This is the last surprise I would have guessed. “I don’t know, Lukas.”

“C’mon, Nora. Let’s get it over with. We’ve laid all the groundwork with your family and friends. It wouldn’t be much of a stretch.”

“I’m not the type to just quickly make a decision of this magnitude.”

Instead of a reply, he shows me an image on his phone. It’s a house, big and white and pretty, looking brand new, with overhanging balconies and a lovely wooden porch.

“It belongs to a friend,” he says.

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