Jailbait

by Vale, Lani Lynn

  A practical stranger to me.

  We’d already worked it out.

  He’d be leaving within hours of our nuptials to places unknown.

  All would be explained to me as soon as I met him at the courthouse.

  We’d exchanged all of two emails back and forth.

  One from me saying I was interested in the ad. One from him saying the ad had a time limit that was quickly approaching. One back from me saying ‘I was in.’ And one to me saying where to meet him and he’d explain in more detail.

  That was it.

  I was marrying the man based on zero information.

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