All Chapters of Marrying the Ex Uncle: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Quinn's POVThe last thing I ever expected as I stirred from a sleep I didn't even know I was taking was for Amanda to attack me with a hug. I was barely able to steady myself as she flung her body on me and wrapped her arms around my neck tightly.“Quinn..you're awake…you're here. Oh my god, how are you? How do you feel? Does it hurt? What can I do to help?”Before I could even answer the first string of questions, she had enveloped me in another tight hug. My first instinct was to push her away because I had never been very keen on physical expressions of concern, but for some reason I did not want her to break the hug. There was something so…different, so warm about her embrace. Her scent filled my nose, the feeling of her small hands wrapped around me and the unique scent of her red curls. She smelled amazing, and to have her that close to me was doing things to my body. Things I could not afford to say out loud, things I shouldn't even be feeling in the first place. But alas, here

Amanda's POVOkay, this was definitely not what I had been expecting. Alex was Nikolai Dayne’s brother? Damn. “Um, wow that’s a surprise,” I said quickly as I remembered myself. I had just been staring for the past few seconds instead of saying something. “We met at the airport in New York a few days ago.”Nikolai cocked an eyebrow, looking pleased. “That’s excellent. Good to know we are not strangers. That will make the meeting a whole lot easier, no? Less tense.”I forced myself to smile, wishing I could feel like that. On the contrary there was a certain awkwardness to the atmosphere now. I instinctively flashed a glance Quimn’s way to see what he thought of this. But of course, his expression was blank and stoic as usual, giving me absolutely nothing to work with. Ugh. Sometimes I wished I could open up that head of his and get a glimpse of what was going on in there. He was so unreadable most of the time that he might as well have been a robot for all I knew. I glanced over at h

Amanda’s POVWhat the fuck?! I was staring in anger, still wondering why the hell Logan was calling me. What the hell had given him the audacity to pick up his stupid phone and call me. What the hell? Thanks to this honeymoon, I had forgotten that Logan even existed. And now here he was again, disturbing the little peace I had managed to get. “Fuck off,” I swore as I ended the call and tossed my phone back into my bag. Seconds later, it was ringing again. I let out an angry groan as I snatched the phone out again.I was about to end the call again when I changed my mind. Let me hear what he had to say. I picked it up. "Hey, finally, Amanda,” Logan said. His voice sounded raspy and low, and I could tell that he was relieved that I picked up. Well, joke’s on him because I was in the mood for this bullshit. Hearing his voice had struck up anger, hot rage that reminded me of everything he had done to me. “What the hell do you want, Logan?” I asked, my tone brash.“I’m not here to fight,

Amanda's POVI was literally seconds away from screaming. The excitement flowing through me spread from my chest right down to the tips of my toes. Quinn and I had almost kissed! What the hell was that, even? And why had it felt so tense, so intimate? And it wasn't for performance or for show. It felt like he was really about to kiss me…I think. Was he? Now I couldn't tell anymore. Or had I been fantasizing about him so much that I misread his body language? We definitely had a good time today, he was nice, we even talked about his father. But did that mean he found me attractive? Ugh, I didn't know the rules to this. I would ask Vanessa about it later because at this point I was clueless. I frowned when I realized she would tease me about it because from the very first day, she had anticipated a romance between Quinn and I. Did this mean that I was…falling for Quinn? My eyes widened and I shook my head as I thought about it. No, it couldn't be. There was no way. He was an attracti

Amanda’s POVSince Quinn badly wanted something to be mad about, I would give him just that. I leaned forward into Alex, pretending to laugh at his stupid jokes and putting in a facade of having so much fun. I couldn’t believe Alex was actually falling for it, so embarrassing for him. He was probably thinking he was going to get lucky tonight. Joke’s on him. I would run away right after I was done with this. I laughed loudly again for dramatic effect, not even bothering to check if Quinn was looking. I already knew he was staring daggers at me. Perfect. Alex continued to engage me in conversation until I was bored out of mind. “Would you like to dance?” He asked. I was about to decline, but when I remembered that Quinn was watching, I immediately changed my mind. I would give Quinn one hell of a show since that’s what he was looking for. Alex held out a hand to me with a sleazy smile plastered on his face, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes at that. “Sure,” I smiled. “I would l