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“Bullshit!”
“I’ll move into the London apartment with you, no separate bedrooms or beds.”
Her face is screwed up in disbelief. “Why? It's only us at home, and we all know the score.”
“Yeah, but what if Grace or Kenny come over and we have different rooms. Or Grace snoops in the rooms and sees separate beds. No, same room, same bed, everywhere, even Devon.”
She’s sat openmouthed at that. “What the fuck am I gonna say to Marshall?” she bursts out with.
“You can tell Marshall the truth if you need to. James and Bucky will know it, and your brothers. No one else, though. My side is Xander and these two here, not the rest of the band. The fewer who know the better it will be.”
“You’ve all lost your minds. This is ridiculous.”
“You said yes. We’ve got to make it look right to get rid of Giles, once and for all.”
“What about the sex?”
She obviously thinks this will be a no from me. “I agree.”
She looks stunned. “No skipping out on a technicality, and I don’t have to have sex with you.”
“Agreed.” I state with conviction.
She blows out a breath. “I love my son, but this is above and beyond. When do I have to do it?”
“Today.” I put my hands up as I can see she is about to start screeching.
“Get lost, Marcus! You’re just trying to piss me off now!”
“So are you with the Marcus bullshit. Strike one, Kitten.”
“Stuff your stupid strikes. Really, when?”
I laugh at her. “Really today. I want to get it sorted legally in England asap. I’ve booked the registry office and all licences are done. We just need two witnesses, so James is coming back with Bucky. I’ve asked Xan, even though we don’t need him.”
“Not very rock and roll is it? Are you sure people will believe it? You’re hardly small and sedate normally. Maybe we ought to fly to Vegas.” She’s taking the piss now, but she is right. I look at Patrick.
“Would it be legal if we did that?”
“Whoa, whoa, I was joking.” She goes from sneering to panicking.
“They may contest it if it was in America. I’d stick to the UK," argues Pat, logically.
“But,” puts in Tim, and I can see his cogs whirring, “we could do the UK now and then in a couple of days send you off, on a ‘spur of the moment’ band family trip to do something in Vegas. You and the boys go, and lo and behold you accidentally get married on a drunken night out. We can tip off the paps. It may also flush out a few more traitors. Amazing plan, Evie.”
I’m laughing on the inside. She looks totally annoyed, dropping her head back and exposing her throat. My cock twitches in my trousers, god I want to lick and bite that throat. I hear Tim cough slightly, and she looks at him. He’s staring at me, as I’m staring at her.
The look on my face must be obvious so she says, “I want it in writing that if you do anything with anyone within a three month window of the marriage, I can walk away straight away. I don’t have to wait. And you’ll just have to hope about the title. James will agree. He won’t want me to be a laughing stock.”
I nod, “Agreed. Let’s go.”
“I still can’t believe this is my life. If I get fed up on the tour, I want to be able to leave,” she persists.
“It’s not full on. There are breaks between the dates, so we can go back to Devon.” I’ve softened my voice now, but my cock is as hard as iron. I put my hand out. “Let’s go, wife.” I grin at her and look into her eyes.
“Can I have a minute alone with Kellen?” she asks Tim and Patrick with a smile. Fuck, what’s she up to now?
She rounds on me as soon as they leave the room. “I’m not having sex with you tonight.”
