• SNEAK PEAK •
"I thought you were shot again?" he said as he grabbed my chin and checked me up and down "i found the guys from the shoot out. I killed the other two" I said as I slapped his hand away "you better have my floors spotless by the time...
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Ohh my head hurts.
I shift a little, my body suddenly feels sore and heavy.
Wait. Why does it hurt to breath? Omg am I dying?!
I open my eyes and I'm greeted with the brightest room ever.
Oh wait.
It's my hotel room.
Where are the girls?
I look to my right and "ahhhhhhhhhh!?" I scream quickly throwing myself off the bed and standing up.
"What the-" the man stand up and
"Jackson!"
"Ravelina!"
We both yell at the same time. What the hell is he doing here?
"What are you doing here?" He asks me while getting up and that's when I notice his naked drool worthy body.
Oh no.
O shit!
I quickly cover my self up with the white sheet.
"Don't act like I haven't seen your body Lina, I told you to stop doing that" he puts his boxers on and makes his way to the table on the right side of the room.
"Jackson what are you doing here?" I ask him while sitting down on the bed "well the guys brung me here for my bachelorette week" he told me while sitting down on the chair before me.
"Funny thing, the girls also did the same thing" I tell him scratching my head. I'm so confused.
"How the fuck did we end up together?" I laugh trying to comprehend how it is out of many men in the club I had to end up with my fiancé?
He scratched his neck and laughs. That throaty deep laugh.
"I don't know, fate?" He says while standing up and putting on a pair of jeans and a white t shirt.
"Oh shit" He stand near the table holding a paper. I look at him wondering why he's freaked out "Lina, we got fucking married" I stand up and move close to him.
I grip the paper and oh lord.
"We're fucking married" I look up at him and we burst out laughing "Jackson, you did some voodoo shit didn't you?" I ask him trying to catch my breath.
How does this happen?
"How the fuck did we" I begin laughing again as Jackson shakes his head trying to contain his laugh.
"Lina look at the rings" he chuckles and holds my hand up. I stop laughing and gasp "Jackson we could have done better" I groan as I look at our rings "they match" he laughs and I sit on the bed.
