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He d always tried to tell himself that it was bullshit and for the most part he d
believed it, especially since he knew how much joy the men in his family took in
fucking with the younger generation s heads, but there was another part of him, the
one that still made sure that at least one light was on when he watched a horror flick
that had always been terrified that it might actually be true. When Jason came over
to remind him of this curse, he d brushed it off, deciding that it didn t apply to him,
because he d done something no other Bradford had done before.
He d brought in professional help.
The others had made half-assed, fucked up plans on their own, waiting until after
they d tricked their brides into saying, I do, before deciding where to take their new
wives to make up for the terrifying experience they d put them through getting them
to the altar. He d been so damn positive that he d figured out where they d gone
wrong, figured out how to do this right that he d instantly dismissed the possibility
that the same fate awaited him.
He d been so damn sure of himself&
He d done everything right, made sure to leave all the decisions in the hands of a
professional, someone who knew how to find the best places, the best deals, knew
which cruise line had the best reputation, the best times to travel and most
importantly, he d made sure that she d never planned a vacation for another Bradford,
which had made her perfect. She was untouched by the Bradford curse so any trip
that she planned for them should have been safe.
This trip had been nothing but a fucking nightmare from the start. Zoe was carrying
twins and having a hell of a time doing it. When she wasn t starving, she was sick,
and when she wasn t sick, she was fucking exhausted. He thought with the help of the
pills that his uncle had prescribed for her that she would at least be able to enjoy the
cruise, relax, catch up on her sleep and just enjoy herself.
Instead thanks to him, she hadn t had the chance to rest or relax since she d spent the
last few days taking care of him, making sure that he got to the bathroom in time,
keeping him hydrated, running her fingers through his hair when he thought that he
was going to die, holding his hand when the stomach cramps became too much,
violently shovinglore pills down his throat when he refused to take them, and had
spent most of the morning navigating a tropical island trying to fill a prescription for
him when she should have been relaxing on the beach with the rest of the passengers.
Once the medication kicked in, he d hoped to salvage what was left of their
honeymoon, but unfortunately she passed out before he could pull out all the stops and
properly romance her. During the entire time that he d been falling in love with her,
he d failed to show her just how much she d come to mean to him. He d treated her
like a fuck buddy when she d been so much more than that. He d planned on rectifying
that on this trip, but nothing seemed to be going his way.
Every time that he got a chance to do right by her something else would happen to
fuck up his plans. Morning sickness, seasickness, exhaustion and now it seemed that
they were trapped in their suite bathroom without her pills. For a minute he
considered trying to break the door down, but quickly realized that there wouldn t be
enough room to allow him to slam into the door and do any real damage. He could try
yelling, but he doubted that anyone would be able to hear him. Since the cabin
steward wouldn t be checking on the room until later in the morning, this was going to
make for a long, interesting night, especially since he d just realized that his patch
had fallen off and his medication was on the nightstand right alongside Zoe s.
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Are you going to start talking? she asked, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she
waited for the nausea to pass.
Give me a second, Trevor said roughly, cluing her into the fact that she wasn t the
only one struggling not to give in and lunge for the toilet.
Are you o-
I m fine, he promised her, cutting her off before she could finish and gave her
shoulder a gentle squeeze, silently asking her to just let it go.
So, this bullshit? she reminded him, hoping that it would be enough to distract
herself from the fact that she was starting to feel hungry, which of course was
aggravating her morning sickness, which promised to be a good time.
He chuckled weakly as he pressed his lips against the top of her head. You really
want to know?
Wouldn t have asked if I didn t, she pointed out on a small gasp as she desperately
fought against the urge to drop onto her side, curl up into a ball and pray for a quick,
painless death.
The long-suffering sigh would have normally had her rolling her eyes, but she just
didn t have it in her at the moment. Fine, but remember that I didn t make this
bullshit up.
Duly noted, she said, matching his sigh as she turned her head and opened her eyes
so that she could look at him as he shared this riveting tale with her.
What she saw had her biting her lip as a wave of sympathy hit her right around the
time that another wave of nausea slammed into her, making her close her eyes as her
heart broke for him. The last couple of days had been pure hell for him, but he d done
it for her. He knew how much having a real vacation meant to her so he was putting
himself through hell to make it happen for her. He really was a sweet man, she
thought as she tried to think of anything else other than the fact that she was
probably only minutes away from shoving Trevor aside and lunging for that toilet.
Well? she asked when he didn t say anything else.
Give me a minute, he said tightly, sounding like he was struggling not to make a
lunge of his own. Since she probably wouldn t be able to hold back if she heard him
lose it, she decided that it would probably be for the best if they sat there in complete
silence for a few minutes and enjoy the peaceful sounds of air slowly blowing through
the air ducts, filling the room with fresh air, which was probably why she hadn t lost
it yet.
Okay, he finally said only to pause once again to take a deep breath before he
continued, according to Bradford lore-
Bradford lore, she interrupted him in a teasing tone that he simply ignored.
According to Bradford lore, he said stressing the last part, and she didn t need to
open her eyes to know that he was probably glaring at her, it s bad luck to take your
honeymoon before the first anniversary.
Bad luck how? she asked, mostly to keep him talking so that she could focus on his
voice, amazed at just how much the sound of his voice was able to soothe her.
Because everything goes to hell.
Chapter 10
Uh& .huh& , Zoe said slowly in a way that told him exactly what she thought of his
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