I settled down and looked at him, slightly lifting his chin, "I'm a little afraid, Mr. Jones, that I won't be able to resist cuckolding you when I meet a man I love to death later."

He kissed my cheek and laughed low, "I think the chances are better that you love me to death."

I tilted my face up, "Do you really have to marry me?"

Alex smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

"Good," I turned my face away from him, "but not today."

He raises an eyebrow, "Hmm?"

"I haven't told grandpa yet," I pursed my lips, "I'll take you to see him when he agrees, I was raised by...