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I included two-because they just go together and are priceless. This book is my all time favorite of the series, although I love them all…there is so much witty humor and engaging characters to leave you aching for more.
He pulled away abruptly – self-preservation required it – and pressed his brow to hers, breathing deep. “You remember one thing. You decide you want to get married, it’s going to be me.”
Briony watched him stalk outside, slamming the kitchen door behind him. Both eyebrows raised, she turned to Ken.
Close your mouth, honey. That’s just Jack trying to be romantic and failing miserably. Don’t let him get away with that shit either. If he’s going to ask you, make him do it all they way. You know – down on one knee, looking stupid.”
Briony nearly choked. “That’s just mean, Ken.”
He leaned close to her. “If you do it, Briony, tell me first so I can videotape it. I could blackmail him for the rest of his life.”
“And Ken said I can’t marry you.”
Jack felt his heart jump in his chest. He glanced at his sleeping brother. “Did he say why?”
“Yes.” She kept her voice sober. “He said you have to ask me properly.”
Relief made him weak. His pulse beat at his temples, throbbed in his neck. For one moment his fingers closed in her hair in a tight fist. “Properly? If I ask, you might say no, so I’m thinking we’ll just start off right and I’ll tell you and we’ll get the thing done.”
“Get the thing done?” Briony echoed.
Ken snorted aloud. “Jack, I’ll take over watch and you get some sleep. I think you fried your brain up there on the roof.”
“Pipe down over there.” Jack said. “You’re already stirring up trouble.”
“Get the thing done?” Briony repeated slowly. “The thing being what exactly?”
“The ceremony. The paperwork. Whatever the hell it takes to make it legal.”
Briony sat up and glared at him. “Take your ‘it’ and shove it, Jack.”
“There’s no need ti be getting upset, Briony. We can’t exactly go around with a bunch of kids and not do whatever the hell it is one does to make it legal.”
“Whatever the hell it takes to make what legal?”
He shrugged. “How the hell would I know? I’ve never done this before. Sleeping together I guess.”
“So you are going to marry me so it’s legal to sleep with me?”
“This isn’t coming out right.”
“Don’t get upset, baby,. I don’t understand why you’re getting upset.”