Chapter Twenty-Three
Porco's head snapped back from the force of something blunt and angry.
For a moment, he'd thought the earlier kiss from Jules had knocked him back on his rear. He wouldn't have put it past the effect of her. He had no clue how he'd kissed other women and thought he'd found any pleasure in the act. Any and all memories of others were quickly fading from his mind until only Jules remained.
And now there were two of her. Not her sister with the short, springy hair. There were two Jules with caramel skin, flashing hazel eyes, and long spirals snaking over him while he lay on the ground.
Why was he on the ground? Had he skipped some time in this long, endless second day of their marriage, and they were now finally getting to enjoy their wedding night properly? But if so
