The Reason I Married Him (Almond Bay, #2)

by Meghan Quinn

I thought he wrote thrillers. He’s acting like a billionaire trying to monopolize the potato industry. Who does he think he is? Huxley Cane?

“Thought you might want a closer look since you can’t seem to stop staring.” “Oh, get over yourself. I was not staring.” Oh God, he caught me staring.

“It was how I referred to your lips as flower petals that broke you, wasn’t it?” Grinding my teeth together, I say, “Shut up, Wyatt.”

“As long as you wear my ring, use my name, and sleep in my bed, you are mine to protect. Get comfortable on your new side because that’s where you’ll sleep.”

and those lips, Aubree, fuck me can they bring me to my goddamn knees.

“Funny story,” I say. “I can already feel myself laughing,” she deadpans.