Allie’s thoughts shattered, bursting outward in a million different directions as what was happening sunk in. Jacob, the low-down, lying son-of-a-b***h, had tricked her. He had snuck in under her defenses, sweet-talked her with his apology and his ‘understanding’, and set her up.
His fingers tightened on her waist and he pressed her closer to his body when she stiffened at the first words. Fury cast a red haze over her as she stared in numb disbelief as Jacob replied that he took her as his wife. His fingers bit into her side when Mr. Blackburn turned to her and asked her if she took Jacob as her husband.
“Oh, hell…” she started to reply, ignoring Mrs. Blackburn’s gasp of shock.
Her voice died when Jacob suddenly turned her in his arms and pressed his lips over hers. She heard Mr. Black
