FOOL ME ONCE SHAME ON YOU, FOOL ME TWICE...
As soon as the words left her mouth, he was moving. Stepping forward, forcing her to halt, he would get close to her face, urgent words rolling off his tongue. He spoke so quickly she wasn't even sure she heard him right. "What? No, shut up!" Brows furrowed as she snapped at him, stepping away from him completely caught off guard. She turned away from him, walking a few paces away, still completely confused. She shook her head trying to clear her mind? Marriage? Where the fuck did that come from?! For a moment she was silent, his statement bringing her rage to a sudden halt. And for the first time in her life, the Queen was flustered, uncertain of what to say, she had no idea what she wanted. Her coral gaze started off as nothing in particular, her thoughts churning in her head, every noise was deafening. What was she suppose to say?
While she had never imagined herself having a mate or even falling in love, she always knew that she would at least do it for the right reasons, not because she felt obligated to. While an open marriage was more than enticing, she was not interested in his current proposal. In fact, she was almost offended by it. Jaws flexed as she thought, mulling over what she was going to do. She could always just get rid of it entirely, but it was too late for that, she had spilled the beans to Kylar. He seemed intent on staying, and helping her raise her future family, but how could she be sure?
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