Between Love and Loathing (The Hardy Billionaire Brothers, #2)

by Shain Rose

He thrust up, and I felt the size of him in my fist. I blurted out a “Jesus” before I could school my reaction. “No baby. Just your boss.”

hell ya

We might have been fake dating, but I was going to kiss her for real every fucking time.

I was. Truly and utterly mad for Clara Milton, and it had started to feel a lot like love when I thought of her as my wife. I repeated those words over and over again in my head. My future wife. It had a nice fucking ring to it.

“Sir, we’re calling to verify that you made a purchase for $216,700.64 today at Divine Floral Arrangements. And $286,801.10 online at La Cornue. If you cannot confirm it or it is fraudulent, we can cancel the transactions.” “For $216K and $286K?” I said the numbers slowly as I dragged my eyes over to hers. They were wide, vivid green, and had a hint of a spark. A fight in them. “No, it’s not fraud. That’s just my future wife throwing a tantrum. Go ahead and run the bills through,” I grumbled and clicked off the phone.

“What’s she going to be?” Her voice came out a breathy whisper. “My fucking wife,”

i need my husband to just say the sentence my fucking wife” every couple of weeks to keep me guessing.