“… We are gathered here today to join…”

“Uh… I need a word.” I finally say the words, getting them out way too late, but shit… at least I got them out.

“What?” the preacher says, clearly surprised, and I can’t say as I blame him. I’d venture to say this shit doesn’t happen often.

“Jacey, I think you and I should talk,” I tell her and you can hear the gasps throughout the church.

“Nothing like timing.” This comes from Aden and I’d cock-punch him, but I’ve kind of got my hands full at the moment.

“What the hell is going on here, Marsh?” Meyers—Jacey’s father—growls, standing up and coming toward us.

“I think whatever is going on is between me and Jacey,” I tell him, but even before I say it, I know it’s not going to go over well. A moment later, that’s proven when Meyers hits me. I wasn’t expecting it. I probably should have, but I thought it being a church, and because of what was going on, he would give me time to explain. But I go down like a chump, because her father might be getting up there in years, but he spent his life playing football and he hits like a man who has spent his life pumping iron—because he has.

“Titan!” I hear a scream from the back of the church. Then I hear running. My heart is hammering here, because I know that voice. Fuck, I’ve been dreaming about that voice. I look up just in time to see Faith pushing Meyers out of the way to get to me.

“What in the fuck is going on here?”

“Daddy, your language!” Jacey yells. “I’m sorry, Reverend,” she adds, and that just seems to make her old man angrier.

“I’m not. I want to know what in the hell is going on and who you are,” he says, looking at Faith.

“I’d like to know that too,” Jacey answers.

“This is my wife,” I growl, standing up and pulling Faith behind me.

“Your wife?” Jacey and her father question in unison. One’s voice is curious, the other is full of even more anger than before.

“Ex-wife really,” Faith answers, peeking over my shoulder.

“You’ve been married?” Meyers growls and he pulls his arm back again. I’m not about to take another hit from him. Jacey grabs his arm, though, and holds him back.

“Not really. We weren’t,” Faith says again and I frown down at her.

“We were too.”

“Well, I mean we were but we weren’t.”

“Woman, we were.”

“We got an annulment. Actually, Titan hunted me down to get me to sign the papers so he wouldn’t disappoint you,” Faith tells Jacey, and for some reason I want to pull her over my shoulder and carry her the fuck out of here, then maybe spank her ass.

“You’re saying you two didn’t sleep together, then? Why did you get married in the first place?” Meyers asks.

“We—” I start, but again Faith butts in.

“Were drunk,” she says, and I definitely want to spank her ass now.

“What in the hell, Titan? I’ll destroy you!” Meyers threatens.

“It’s fine. Daddy, it’s fine. Let’s just get this done,” Jacey says and guilt hits me. She doesn’t care about me, she has her own reasons for this marriage, but I’m about to fuck that up for her.

“About that…” I start, but I needn’t worry because Faith pipes in again.

“Could I just talk to Big Daddy one little momento? It’s kind of important,” she says and I hold my head down and pinch my nose.

“Big… Daddy?” Jacey whispers the words, but her father nearly screams them.

“Titan, I really need to talk to you…” she says and I think I see fear in her face.

“Jacey—”

“You leave anywhere with this—”

“I’d be careful what you call my cousin,” a guy yells from a few feet away. I’ve met him before. I think he’s White’s brother.

“Go talk to her, Titan. You and I can talk after,” Jacey responds and I see the recognition on her face. I nod my head in agreement and then turn to Faith, wrap my hand around her upper arm and pull her into the room where Aden, Gavin and I got ready earlier.

Thinking about them, I look over and they’re both standing there grinning like fucking fools. After I spank Faith’s ass, I may punch them for fun.