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“I’m not a church girl,” she says. “I’m a cult girl. I love Jesus, I love God, I get a lot of comfort from the Bible, but the people who raised me and the man who married me didn’t have anything to do with God’s church.”
“I call you that because you’re all innocent,” I say. “Just like all the church girls I ever knew.”
Joslin laughs for the first time since I’ve had her in my possession. Her smile is fucking beautiful. Her teeth are naturally straight and white, with a small gap between those front teeth that I only really noticed when she smiled that wide. It’s so cute. Then those high cheek bones turn this copper, cinnamon color.
“I killed someone, Ryder. I might be a lot of things, but I’m not innocent.”
“I think you are.”
“You’re just saying that because I’m four-eleven.”
Maybe.But I also want to drag all four-foot eleven inches of Joslin into this motel bedroom and spread her pussy lips wide…
Not until Iget her yes.
“Marry me.”
“What if you regret it?”
“Then you have my permission to kill me.”
She doesn’t like that I smile after giving her my life.
“I’m serious,”she says.
“How canit be any worse than your first marriage?”
“That’s not as compelling as you think.”
“Neither was the pussy eating stuff, apparently.”
Joslin pauses,then says hurriedly, “If I say yes, that isn’t why.”
“Really?”
“It’s because you protected me.”
“So you’re saying yes?”
“I’m not saying no.”
My dick isready to burst out of my pants from the tension and impatience of waiting for this woman to just give me her approval.
“That’s notwhat I asked, church girl.”
She looksup at me and shakes her head. “I’m already dead,” she says. “What’s the worst that can happen?”
“What beautiful romantic words from my future wife,” I whisper, fighting the urge to run my thumb over her lips due to pure fear that any contact with her lips will trap her desire for me behind them.
“Yes,” she says. “I’ll do it.”
I almost expecther to keep fighting, so I just stare at her like an idiot for a few seconds. So long that she says it again.
“Yes.I’ll marry you, Ryder. Even if I don’t really know your last name…”
“Our last name, church girl. Our last name…”
Chapter Twenty-Three