Chapter 27

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Without ceremony, I was tugged along willy nilly to Marks office. I ignored all the gaping stares that were sent my way.

Once inside, Mark moved to shut the door either forgetting that Ron was following at a more leisurely pace or not a quite caring. I squealed  out a protest but that proved to be needless for Ron's foot got in the door just before it closed shut.

I sighed a relief.

"Are you still a virgin? Are you...damn it, answer me?" asked Marc shocking the hell out of me. I ignored the stunned look Ron sent my way. Too red faced to look at him. After a carefull shuffling through my thoughts I recalled telling blasted Marc that I was still a 27 year old virgin. Somehow, I had managed to block out that particular conversation strain. I had been rather tipsy and emotional and Marc is very good at pursuasion.

I moved to open my mouth to confirm that yes my status had not changed from last count, but just then Ron moved up behind me and swiftly covered my mouth instantly, muffling my words.

"What the fuck does it matter if her hymen is still intact or not? Who are you to ask her this?" Ron growled out with barely restrained anger. I shivered. I was sure he felt the ripple of fear that ran down my spine over the ferocious way he demanded that last bit. He merely gathered me in to him closer. I was now openly being cuddled infront of Marc. Was he trying to provoke him or something?

I reminded myself that Ron was here solely to help me out. So I sat quietly in his arms and let him do the talking for me.

That proved to be the greatest mistake of my life for meet, me soon to be Mrs. Sherri Stevens, ie Marc's wife!

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