Page 115 of My Sweet Poison

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"Ok," I said. "I'll do it."

His fork paused halfway to his mouth. He set it down slowly.

I inhaled deeply. “We’ll pretend to get married to draw Jameson out. I'm choosing to trust you."

"I will protect you, even if it means losing everything."

Dammit, I really wanted to believe him. Wanted to believe in the dark prince who would always pick me first. I had to remind myself that one heartfelt conversation didn't erase why he'd started all of this. If I weren't careful, this would start feeling like a date.

Halfway through dinner, Pierce's phone rang. He apologized until he saw the name on the screen.

"It's okay, take it."

He didn't turn away from me. His eyes stayed on mine the entire call, and I couldn't tell if that was trust or a warning. Maybe with Pierce, it was always both.

Skylar was still out there. Working for Jameson, or with him? A pawn or a player? I didn't like the woman, but that didn't mean she deserved to die.

The only thing I knew for certain was that Jameson wanted Pierce and me dead, and he was getting desperate. Pierce hung up the phone and gave me a wide smile.

"The other piece of the plan. Greyson is on his way.”

“Your former friend who slept with?—”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I need a best man at the wedding.”

“Seriously, why?”

“I need a man on the inside.”

“He’s working with Jameson?”

He wiped the linen napkin across his mouth. “Yes.”

“How?”

“He provided the blackmail materials that allowed Jameson to pull off the corpse switch.”

“And he’s coming here?”

“Yes.”

My fork clattered to my plate. “Can you please stop giving me one-word answers and just explain?”

“No.”

And there snapped the tiny thread of trust.

“Not funny.” I rose from the table and marched across the room toward the door. “The wedding is off.”

He caught me around the middle from behind. “The wedding is on.”

“You can’t?—”

“I think we’ll both agree that I can. I’m not answering your questions because the less you know the better. And you will be marrying me as soon as possible, if for no other reason than you don’t want your friend to have all the fun.”