Page 169 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2

Am I?I touched my cheek and sure enough, it was wet. Anything could set me off recently. But I wasn’t surprised I was crying now. This was amazing. I loved Rob and Daphne together. And I’d just gained the world’s best sister-in-law.

Rob stopped kissing Daphne long enough to say, “You didn’t read the whole card.”

“What?” asked Daphne.

He reached behind her and grabbed it off the table.

She looked at the card and then back at him. “You’re crazy, you do know that?”

“I do,” he said. “Is that still a yes?”

“A thousand times yes.”

He kissed her again.

“What else is on the card?” Matt asked.

Rob held it up in the air as he started making out with his fiancée again.

Matt stood up and grabbed it. “It says marry me…in two weeks.”

“No, sir,” Rob said. “I will not.”

Matt hit him in the back of the head.

I laughed and then stopped. “Wait, two weeks?!”

Rob smiled at Daphne. “I don’t want to wait another minute for you to be my wife.”

She nodded. “I love you so much.”

“We have a wedding to plan!” Rob said.

Two weeks was not a lot of time. But if there was anyone who could do it… “I know exactly who to call.” My wedding planner, Justin, was the only person I’d trust for the job. He was going to freak about the two weeks’ notice. But he’d also see it as a challenge. He’d make it magical for them.

“Good, because I don’t know the first thing about planning a wedding,” Daphne said. “Oh my God, I need a dress.” She shook her head. “And a venue. Can we really do this in two weeks?”

“We can do it,” I said. Well…I couldn’t. Justin could. And I’d definitely be there to help with anything they needed. We needed to make a list of everything we had to do. My mind was going a mile a minute, but it came to a halt when Matt screamed at the top of his lungs.

One of the parrots was attacking him.

He screamed again and slapped the parrot.

I screamed too and ducked under the table. But I could still see the action. Some of the parrots were flying around the restaurant now, flapping to the music. The creepy parrot with the wandering eyes only had one target, though…Matt. Its mechanical wings flapped violently as it belted out the lyrics toWouldn’t It Be Nice, trying its best to hit Matt in the face. Matt was trying to swat it away, but it kept coming back for more.

I started laughing because I didn’t know what else to do. And Matt’s screams were so high-pitched.

Matt dodged another attack and then swatted once more at the bird before ducking under our table too. “What the fuck?” he said.

I started laughing even harder.

“It’s not funny. That bird tried to fucking kill me.” But he started laughing because I was laughing so hard.

“Did you see its eyes?” I said through my laughter.

“Yes, they were staring right at me.”

James ducked his head under the table as the song came to an end. “It’s safe to come out now, you two.”