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Nixie’s brows furrowed in confusion “How did you…?”

“Have you checked the tabloids?” her mother asked tersely

Nick’s hands began traveling up her body, his fingers caressing along her skin She bit back a hiss of pleasure and ed to reply “No”

“Well, there’s a picture of you and Mr Morgan on the front page”

“What?”

“It says so, Nixie” Her mother’s voice was full of concern “It looks like it was your house, dear, and…” She paused “I hate to tell you this, but you earing only a man’s shirt And Nicholas looked…rumpled”

Nixie groaned, covering her face with her hand “I earing a skirt, mom”

“Didn’t look like it”

Nixie ignored that and pressed on “And ere just shot at What did you expect? You wanted him to iron first?”

“It didn’t look good, the way he was hugging you against hi your telephone What will people think?”

Nixie sighed “Mom––”

Nick, who had been listening to her end of the conversation, grabbed the phone froh a very trauht I felt it was my responsibility to stay here and make sure she didn’t have an emotional breakdown”

Nixie rolled her eyes Yeah, because he was a boy scout all of a sudden She noticed how he conveniently left out the part where he tore her place apart and handcuffed her to the bed during his little snit fest

“And if itNixie a crooked grin as he spoke “I fully intend to hter, so you have no need to worry about what people will think”

Nixie gave a startled gasp and heard her

“So you can rest assured that Nixie will be perfectly fine,” Nick concluded “She’s in good hands” After a minute of idle chatter in which he invited her ood-bye and handed the phone back

Nixie blinked at the receiver for a second, her brain still stuck on the whole rabbed a hold of it when Nick bucked his hips up to silently get her attention,the receiver to her ear, she said, “Yeah?”

“What a wonderful young et married”

Nixie gave the phone an insulted look but didn’t comment

With a happy sigh, her mother added, “I’ll let the two of you enjoy the rest of yourman in person”

“Uh-huh,” Nixieup and tossed the cordless receiver to the floor

“The tabloids, huh?” Nick asked, that boyish grin plastered to his face “A, he said, “I actually find that pretty sexy, having our picture splashed across every newsstand in the country I can’t wait to pick up a copy”

Nixie stared down at hi the tabloids “Nick,” she said slowly, cautiously “You just toldmarried”

“Yep,” he said, voice chipper

“Okay…” Biting her lip, she waited for hieous head of his “Why?”

“Because I caht that we should” He explained this as if it was thein the world

“Oh…u to fill me in on this plan of yours?”