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went back to just being friends.

The honeymoon suite had an adjoining living room with a kitchen, so I wondered if Riley was already up and ready for the day. I had to drag myself out of bed, still very hungover and feeling like death. I went into the other room, but there was no sign of him. I walked back into the bedroom and opted for putting on clothes that weren’t pajamas, and went to check the fallout of last night on my phone. There were a bunch of text messages and two missed calls. The calls were from my mother, as were half of the texts.

MOM: Are you two going to come to the brunch we’re supposed to have?

MOM: Fiona?

MOM: Call me when you wake up!

I rolled my eyes. I really didn’t want to have to deal with all the people that were at my weird-ass wedding. It was almost like a fake relationship, like in those romance novels I read. Because there was no way Riley and I could stay married. I mean, if he wanted to bone, I was good with that. Like more than good with that. I could go back to being friends with benefits with Riley again, especially now that I knew how much his technique had changed since we were teenagers. That would have been great for me. But actually being married to each other? He would quickly learn it was a big mistake.

I scrolled down to the other texts on my phone.

KATIE: So…how was the sex?

KATIE: Tell me!!!

I snorted at that. You would think that since I was supposed to have married Katie’s brother, she would have been completely against me marrying someone else. Not Katie; she had been so cool about everything. I glanced at the plain silver band around my finger. Katie had sprung into action, going out to get rings for us while we got the license done. I was kind of glad she got something really simple because I was never one for flashy anyway.

I saw that Riley had texted too.

RILEY: Hey, I didn’t want to wake you, so I’m gonna go work out.

RILEY: I can see you making fun of me.

I laughed at that; he was right. He drank as much as me, but he was going to go work out. Ugh, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. Those muscles did not create themselves.

I glanced at the time on my phone and was surprised that it was already noon. I must have been feeling really shitty when I woke up earlier and we showered together. Or rather, I stood there under the water while Riley washed me because I was too tired. That had been rather loving and intimate, and I was too hungover to even think about the implications.

I debated crawling back into the bed and going back to sleep for the rest of the day, but I didn’t think that was going to help any. I didn’t want to answer anyone either until I talked to Riley and discussed what we were going to do next. I slid my phone in my back pocket and walked out of the bedroom into the adjoining living area and kitchen. Before I did anything else, I really needed a coffee. I smiled when I saw a pot was already made. That was kind of sweet of him.

I was settling down with a cup and my writing journal when I heard the door click open. Riley must have swiped my room card from off the bedside table this morning. He came into the kitchen in workout gear and carrying his suitcase. I eyed it suspiciously but said nothing. His face was red, and his blond hair was dripping with sweat.

“Morning,” he greeted when he crossed the living room floor. He planted a long kiss on my lips, which surprised me so much that I froze. He pulled away with a cautious look when I didn’t return the kiss. “Here,” he said and handed me a coconut water. “For your hangover.”

I took it in thanks and started sipping it down.

“Are you okay?” he asked and cocked an eyebrow at me.

I shook my head. “No. I think we should talk.”

His brow furrowed. “Okay…”

I took a sip of my coffee and sighed deeply. How do you tell the husband you just married, who was also your best friend in the entire world, that you thought marrying him was a mistake?

“Um, listen…” I stared into my coffee cup. “I think maybe we should get an annulment.”

“What?” he asked, but it wasn’t really a question. I glanced up at him, and I wish I hadn’t. He had gone slack-jawed, and his face had this look of hurt on it. It made me feel awful.

I turned away and put a hand on my face. “I think maybe getting married was a rash decision. For both of us. I mean, you’re the king of hookups; you don’t want to be tied down.”

He settled into the chair beside me and took my hands in his. I couldn’t help but notice that we were both still wearing our wedding rings. “Fiona, when I married you, it wasn’t for show. I think this could really work between us. Why don’t we stick it out and see how it goes?”

“See how it goes? Look, it was very sweet of you to do this for me, but you’ll get bored of me,” I urged.

His eyes softened, and his big hands cupped my face. “How can you say that? You’re my best friend. We know everything about each other, we get along great, and we definitely have great sex. So why not try this?”

“You really want to stick this out with me? You want to try being married to me, for real?” I asked, but I wasn’t really believing what he was saying. Why would he want that? To be tethered to his best friend and the girl he lost his virginity to? What man wanted that?

“Look,” he started and rubbed

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