“So I was thinking. Since we’re publicly married now. I don’t think you should be bid on at Mia’s gala.” “You’ll be the one that wins. Just bid whatever it takes.” I make a displeased sound in response, still not happy about the bidding itself. He hums in the back of his throat. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.” I hold the razor up like a threat, and he just laughs. He strokes his thumb over my jaw. “Always be like this with me.” My legs go weak, and I place a hand on his shoulder for balance. Trying to play it off like he’s not absolutely destroying me with his words, I play along.
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