My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Celeste hung around outside for a good while before going in.

No idea how Mason got past that hurdle, but it seemed like Liam lost another round of the game after she left his face was redder than before, probably downed a few more drinks.

Liam didn’t have a clue about his own tolerance for alcohol.

Celeste texted Owen to pick up Liam, worried he’d get wasted and start talking gibberish.

“Draw one”

Mason handed her the box of cards, whispering. I’ll take you home after this round”

“As long as you’re having fun, I can just take a cab Celeste said while drawing a card.

Mason chuckled, “If I let you go alone, all my efforts tonight will go down the drain.”

#

notice such a small detail, but the new round started before

bring it up after

the rules were simple. Everyone drew a slip of paper and described the word written on it. One person had a different word from the others Everyone tried to guess who that person was, and if they guessed right, that person lost. If

the game had to cover all the hotel expenses for the night for the wedding guests, excluding

high–end hotel, so the stakes were quite high.

Trisha immediately wanted to bail

her, “What are you scared of? If you lose,

probably bolt if I lose, won’t

pocket, and handed it to her, “Here’s my car key. Is that good

pocketed the key. “If I lose, I’ll sell your car to pay.”

“Okay, then you owe me ten years of

about a lifetime

immediately replied,

to lose, but Celeste was

grand, and if it was fully booked, just

was debating whether to drop out.