At the present moment.

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This situation is crazy! I sat pondering ways to stop this wedding, get a fake boyfriend? That only worked when mom was trying to hook me up with her country ladies’ sons, they were always so grabby and stink of tobacco and beer, yuck! Normally I would run to Kirk about these kinds of problems but he was all for it, and I wondered why. Like god sent, Kirk walked into my room. I threw a pillow at him.

“Is that the way you greet your fiancé?” he mocked

I stuck my tongue out at him, I went and closed the door, and pushed him down on the bed “Now tell me…!”

“Wow there kitten, we’ve got loads of time for that on our honeymoon night” he lifted his hand in defense when I pounded him with my other pillow

“Why are you not helping me out of this, seriously?” I asked

“I told you, I think it a good idea!”

“Good idea? Do you know you’d be giving up your free ticket to single ladies? I know how much you love them, can you really give them up to live and grow old with one woman?!” I asked.

He looked serious when he answered, “if it’s you, yes I can”

“Arrgh, stop it, I’m serious, have you really thought of what you’re getting yourself into?” I shook him, “No more sex! Is that what you want?”

“Hell no, of course this way I’d be getting more sex than I can handle!” he smiled

“I will not put up with you having mistresses!” I shoved him a bit hard that he fell backwards on the bed, good; let me show him how bossy and nagy I can get. I lifted my finger as if to scold him and frowned at him, “If that’s what you were hoping for, then forget it buster, because it won’t happen!” I almost screamed when he pulled me on top of him then whirled me so he was on top of me, “what the hell…” The next thing I knew, he was kissing me, full on the lips.

I took me a while to realize that it was Kirk kissing me and not just some random cute guy I met at the bar. I pushed at him, but he didn’t seem to notice, he was so engrossed with kissing me, he took my hands and held them on either sides, I was under his mercy. I tried concentrating long enough to figure out a way out of this…situation. How to kick a best friend on the balls so hard it would hurt for a millennium. He bet me to the punch, somehow he managed to push my legs apart so he was in the clear of getting hit on the balls, crap. Next is to scream at him to get off, but he bet me to that as well, as I opened my mouth, he pushed his tongue in. I was really trapped now, and my chain of thought was threatening to disappear.

I suddenly realized how is it he was able to anticipate my every move; he was the one who taught me what to do in such sticky situations! That means he’s got the better hand; I had to do something he didn’t teach me, but what? I had to think fast before I give in, I won’t give in! Wait…I knew exactly what to do! I surrendered to his kisses, I lifted my legs and wound them around his waist then then using my legs, I pulled him closer, that made him freeze. “What are you doing?” He asked

“What do you think?” I answered out of breath

“Wow, you…want this to happen?” he whispered

“OF COURSE NOT, YOU DUMB ASS!” I shoved him with all my might and he fell over on the ground with a thud.

“OUCH! Sandy what the hell?!”

I went and slammed him down again, “if you ever, ever kiss me again like that, I will cut your mouth with razor blades!”

As I was getting up he pulled me towards him and I ended up sitting on top of him and held me down, “I’d like to see you try! That was a nifty thing you did, how did you know I’d stop?”

“Well you’ve kissed me before, so I knew you were bluffing and so I did the one thing you didn’t expect me to do, that always worked where you’re concerned!” I tried to wriggle out of his hold but that only made me sit directly on his hard crotch.

We were both frozen by that act and at that exact moment our moms came bustling through the room, “What happened, we heard a thud…”

“Oh my….” They both exclaimed

“Oh No!” I exclaimed

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