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satisfaction. Of all the things she could’ve said, those were the words he wanted to hear. He watched a sexy blush sweep across her face.
    “Can you tell me something, without getting angry?” She stared at his lips again.
    Did she want to talk or to go to the bedroom? His cock throbbed in his pants, hard as a rock and ready to slide into her soft, warm body. His heartbeat increased with each heated glance she gave his lips. “What do you want to know?”
    “Why are you so against me going to my cousin’s wedding? Or is it the whole winter-wedding thing you’ve got a problem with?”
    For a moment her words didn’t register. Until he replayed them in slow motion. Her cousin? His breathing faltered.
    “Are you OK? You look kind of pale,” she asked, a worried frown covering her face.
    He nodded. “I’m fine.” They grabbed the wrong woman? She was never meant to be Brandon’s wife? “This wedding, what was your role in it?” He tried to keep his voice neutral.
    She smiled. “I’m the maid of honor.”
    Holy fuck. He mated the maid of honor. “And the bride is your cousin?”
    “Yeah.” She nodded. “And she’s probably going to kill me for not being there. Or better said, Brandon’s going to kill me.”
    A loud growl rushed out of his throat. “What?”
    She giggled and patted his hand. “Not in the literal sense. Jaylin, my cousin, told Brandon that there wouldn’t be a wedding unless I was there.”
    He stared at her, and she rolled her eyes.
    “I’m not there, but I’m not sure if there’s been a wedding. Brandon’s been dying to marry Jay, so it’s probably a big mess right now. Plus Jay is pregnant, and I know she wants to marry Brandon before Aunt Patty finds out.” She sighed. “It’s going to be one hot mess.” She gave him one of those slow, sultry looks that make his dick swell. “So why did you kidnap me to keep me from going to the wedding?”
    “It’s a long story.” He gulped. The last thing he wanted was for her to realize she was the wrong woman and think he wanted her cousin. What started out as a way to get back at Brandon by keeping his fiancée from him had turned into a mess.
    “I’ve got time.” She grinned. “I’m not going anywhere.”
    “No, you’re not,” he added to appease the worried wolf pacing inside him. He was glad that it hadn’t been the fiancée in the car because he wouldn’t have been able to keep a pregnant woman without feeling like shit. Lili was another story. She was his mate.
    Concern over what she might think once she found out the truth made it hard for him to sit still. So he stood and took their dishes to the sink. Then he opened the fridge. The cool air calmed his nerves a little. He pulled out dessert.
    “Oh my god. Is that strawberry cheesecake?” She stared at the platter with wide eyes.
    He smiled, cut two pieces, and placed them on small plates. After he put away the cheesecake platter in the fridge, he turned to catch her having eaten half of her piece.
    “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
    “This is so good! And why are you sorry?” She frowned and licked the fork.
    He gulped, trying to ignore the raging hard-on in his pants. “I’m sorry your cousin’s wedding has turned into a mess because of me.”
    She grinned. “Sorry enough to let me use your phone now?”
    “I said tomorrow.” And he’d need the time to figure out how to convince her to stay with him once she realized what he’d done. Because Brandon was a wolf just like him. And he was sure that Brandon’s wife would know about how wolves mated, but he had a pretty good idea that Lili had no clue.
    “Oh fine.” She pouted her full lips at him. Staring at him, she licked the last of the cheesecake from her fork. Then she dropped the fork with a tiny clatter on the plate. She stood and walked around the table toward him. “Come here, my big sexy wolf.”
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    And that’s all it took to make him forget everything other than her.