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“It’s a pleasure to finally meet the two of you.”
“What do you mean by ‘finally’?” Willa asked.
“We’ve been dating for eight months,” he said.
“Eight months!” I shouted.
“I really like him and didn’t want you to scare him off,” Delilah said. “You two are really good at doing that. Anyway, we’re going out.”
“It was nice to meet you, Peter,” Willa shouted as they went back into the house.
I stared at Willa. “Let’s go back to Vegas and renew our vows. We won’t tell anyone. Not even the girls. Just you and me, babe.”
Willa climbed back onto my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“You mean, sober?” She smiled.
“One hundred percent sober. I want to remember every word and detail.” I grinned before leaning in and kissing her lips. “I love you so much, and I want to marry you again.”
“I love you, too.” She smiled. “And I would love to marry you again. When do you want to do it?”
“Tomorrow. We’ll leave tomorrow.”
“But, Damien, we just can’t?—”
“Shh.” I placed my finger over her lips. “We are leaving tomorrow. I’m calling my pilot and telling him to have the plane ready. End of discussion. Understand me?” I raised my brow.
“God, you’re so fucking hot. Take me to the bedroom now!”
“It would be my pleasure.” I grinned and carried her into the house.