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a real marriage but your plate is rather full at the moment.”
    “I’m so lost.” Jane said, sitting up on the swing, forcing the motion to stop suddenly.
    “I need a wife Jane. I’m willing to pay whatever it takes to give your brother what he needs and to take care of you both for the rest of your lives in return for your loyalty and promise to always act as my true wife in the public eye.” He wasn’t meeting her eyes but she could see he was nervous in the way his booted feet tapped on the ground and his hands kept going up to run through his hair.
    “No, you can’t be serious, Zare. That’s ridiculous. People don’t participate in marriages of convenience anymore, it just…oh my, I can’t believe this.” She stood and started to pace around the small yard.
    “I am very serious Jane. Look, think about it. I’ll have it all drawn up in a pre-nup. if you want. Give me a call when you’ve thought about it and let me know. I’ll have your car brought over later. I’m going to go and let you think on it. But please, do think about it Jane. I know it sounds like a joke but I would never joke about this. Too much is at stake. Call me, alright? Even if it’s to say no.” Zare bent down to kiss her cheek, sending sparks through Jane’s cheek, before he hopped on his bike and drove away.
    Jane stared after him, wondering what had just happened and if she’d gone insane somehow. Marrying Zare, and all of his money if rumors were to be believed, would take away all of her problems. But what was she getting herself into, marrying a man like that? She’d heard the rumors about drugs, about the criminal aspects of Zare’s “business”, and about the bike gang. But if he really had all of that money he could afford Charlie’s treatment. And Charlie meant everything to her. She was willing to sell herself if Zare was serious and it meant saving Charlie. She knew she didn’t need time to think and pulled out her phone as she went into her home, scrolling through her contact list until she found Zare’s number.
    “Hey, it’s me. Call me when you get this.” He was still on the bike, obviously. She had a little time though and waited patiently, pondering what she was about to do. It could either be the biggest mistake of her life, or the answer to her prayers.

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    J ane shifted in the hard chair, staring at the pictures on the wall of the elegant restaurant Zare brought her too. Tasteful black and white pictures of life in the Bayou decorated the dark wood walls. Jane had never been in a place where tasteful decorations adorned the walls. Plastic sea life and shrimp-nets maybe, but never dim lighting, candles, and artistic pictures. Was this what he had to offer her? An elegant life interspersed with rough and rowdy fun?
    She could feel her pulse rising as she thought about what she was doing and looked at the man she’d just agreed to marry. He was handsome, if broody, and very dark. His hair was black, even his eyes were black, his skin tanned to a golden brown. His eyes came up to meet hers and she felt her desires rising as his already dark eyes somehow became even darker, his arousal obvious in the way he gazed at her. He looked hungry.
    “Ahem. Well, Zare.” She stumbled to a halt, unsure of what to say now that she’d agreed to be his wife. He’d bowed his head and gave her a simple thank you. But what else did she expect? His undying gratitude? She was the one that was gaining the most here, not him. “Um, so why do you need a wife?”
    Jane’s eyes widened as the question came out before she could stop it. It didn’t really matter to her but it did, somehow it did matter.
    “My clan. You’ll understand later, after we’re married. I can’t reveal much to you at the moment but after we’re married I’ll tell you anything you want to know. I’m the head of our group, not just the bikers, but the clan, our family. I really can’t go into it at the moment but I will soon enough. They want