Page 88 of Keep Me
“No. you’re not going to make this a sob story about you. This is a legitimate question. We said our vows in front of a BritneySpears impersonator who sang “Toxic” straight after we…” I couldn’t finish the sentence. Even talking about touching Matty made me sad, knowing I’d never get the opportunity to do it again.
“Kissed.” His brow lifted as though he was trying to cover the smirk that was threatening to draw across his face. “Believe me, those marriages are real.” He pushed himself off the wall and strolled over to my side.
Being this close to Matty and not wanting to kiss him was becoming a real problem, so I trained my gaze to the portrait in front of me.
“Initially, I didn’t do anything because I thought we could talk about it.”
“What’s there to talk about?”
He looked at me sheepishly, almost shy about the answer. “Whether or not you wanted to stay married to me. For the record, I’m game.”
I rolled my eyes and huffed out a breath. “I think you know the answer to that without asking. You have Olana.”
“Olana and I broke up. We haven’t been together since the end of last year.”
“I thought you were eng—” I shook my head. Nothing made sense, but I was coming to the conclusion that little did these days. I had so many questions, but Matty raised his hand, stopping me from asking any of them.
“Olana’s not important right now. What’s important is that you’re my wife, and I’d like to keep it that way, but I’m feeling some reservations from your side.”
“And I’m just asking if you’re sure it definitely counts, because I’m not.”
He shrugged. “Honestly, I thought it was wiped. I deleted all traces of our wedding on their database after you told me you were official with Erik. Unfortunately, I’ve now learned that LasVegas weddings also have a paper trail, one that makes them pretty unhackable.”
“How is that possible? If you deleted it from the register, then there’s nothing to see.”
“Except for the paper version, which is then fed into a country-wide system over the next couple of months, and I can’t hack the government websites. Not again, and not without getting in major trouble.”
“Then we need to get a divorce as soon as possible.” I didn’t have to think about it. I didn’t want to be with Matty like this. As a mistake, and certainly not as the other woman taking him away from his child. That seemed so beyond who I was.
“Aw, Wifey. That wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. Maybe I could take you to one of these hotel rooms and see if I can change your mind?” The words were half-hearted as he said them. Almost as if he knew what I was going to say.
“Not interested, and don’t call me wifey.”
“Even if it’s the truth?”
“Especially if it’s the truth. I don’t want this getting out. What would my mom think?”
“Well, I’d hope she’d think we were a good match, but don’t worry, I get it. I thought you’d say you wanted a divorce, so I figured I’d humor you and look into it. Unfortunately, separating isn’t a quick process.”
“Why not? Can’t we just sign off on papers?”
“Well, we aren’t allowed to dissolve the wedding before six months of the date it occurred.”
“Under any circumstance?”
He nodded.
I narrowed my eyes, taking him in again. “But we were drunk out of our minds. Surely, anything we sign during that time doesn’t count?”
“Please, Britt. Don’t act like this was a drunken mistake between us, because I was sober enough to know that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,” he stated, but I had no idea what he was trying to prove. He’d said these things before, but that didn’t negate the fact that it couldn’t happen. “Besides, they don’t care about our intoxication levels. We signed it and kissed to seal the deal.”
I pursed my lips and tried to think of any loophole I could. “But we didn’t consummate it.”
He chuckled. “I’m pretty sure we consummated something.”
“No. We didn’t have sex.” Yeah, I brought it up because I was pissed off. I have had a husband for the better part of three months, and I was still going without.
“Maybe not, but I did eat your pussy, then slide my dick in your juices before coming in your mouth.”
