“Hey yourself,” I replied, “have we met.?”“I live in Tampa, you sucked my cock once at fantasyland.” “ I used to live here, when I heard...you were going to be here..well I took a big chance you would show.” He was talking low but I blushed, knowing others nearby could hear.“You flew all the way here just to be with me?” I was seriously taken aback. The other men buying me drinks were moving in closer.“Let me guess, you two are heading for Paris tonight,” one guy asked my husband. Behind every. Fuck. My hand went to my throat, looking for wounds, but all I found was the chain. It was thin and cold. I gripped hard and went to rip it off. The beast's acid eyes flashed open."Don't do that." Please," I begged as the creature sat up, "Please don't do this to me. Let me go." Why?" the devil creatures voice seemed to laugh at me, "Why would I let you go?" Kill me then." I regretted my words instantly. Not a second had passed and now I was flat on my back, the beast over me, hands on my. His voice was full of hope, tinged with doubt. ‘Why wouldn’t I be?’ I replied. ‘I’d love to see what you could do with me.’ He was silent. After a moment, I said, ‘Are you there?’ In a half-joking, half-pleading tone, he said, ‘Shawna, marry me!’ ‘I can’t,’ I said, giggling like the teenager I felt like. ‘I’m here and you’re there and well, I can’t.’ I was joking too, but the conversation sobered me just a little. I didn’t realize just how strong my feelings towards him had gotten until he said. "I would have been far prettier in that gown," she said, feeling a bit down that she didn't have the gown or her expensive engagement ring on. Yvonne must have slipped it off her finger after the sleeping pills or drugs had taken hold of her. Her dislike for her mother bordered near hatred."Don't turn on the waterworks," he scolded. "I don't want my wife looking like a raccoon on our wedding day. At least hold off until we take our vows." Are we ready?" Reverend Waters asked."As we can be,".