Damon stared at the remaining swirling liquid in his glass, wondering if he had gone insane when he offered his bed to his soon-to-be fake wife.
And not just that, he must be going crazy for even considering sleeping with her again. The first time, he thought, was already a mistake that should never have happened.
However, he could not discount that he was still a man with needs. And sleeping with his legal wife would seem more logical than for him to seek another woman's bed.
"One more." He drained the alcoholic drink before pushing the empty glass to his regular bartender.
He drove to the nearby bar, leaving Jules and Oliver in their rooms, hoping to clear his head. He was about to get married in the morning.
It was not what he wanted, but sometimes he had to sacrifice some things and do things he never liked for their family, business, and family's legacy.
