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.”

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say that nobody would notice such a small detail, but the new round started before

bring it up

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

expenses for the night for the wedding guests, excluding

hotel, so the stakes

Trisha immediately wanted to

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

bolt

handed it to her, “Here’s

lose, I’ll sell your car to pay.”

“Okay, then you owe

about a lifetime of cooking for you?”

immediately replied,

only was Trisha afraid to lose, but

night in this seven–star hotel was over a grand, and if it was

money was hard, and Celeste was debating whether to drop