Page 67 of With This Mask

By taking mine.

“Alec Winters,” I say the name, testing it out. “I kind of love it.”

“Good, because I’m kind of attached to the idea of it,” he says as he wraps his arms around me once more.

“You know the PR side of it is going to be a nightmare, right?” I can’t help but tease him. It’s what we do. “I mean, the press is going to lose its fucking mind over Alec Vanderholt changing his last name.”

“Just shut up and kiss me, fiancée,” he says with a grin, effectively shutting me up by taking my mouth with his own.

Dammit. He’s way too good at that.

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