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My wife.
My eyes went wide as realization dawned on me. “Are you telling me you’re a stress baker?” His eyes went flat, and he shot me an annoyed glare. “I didn’t say that.” I grinned. “Yes you did.” I took a small sip of coffee. “If it’s not us, then tell me why you’re stressed.”
My hand had reached up to tug at the collar of my shirt when Sloane laughed. I pinned her with a heated look. “Are you clutching your pearls?” She laughed again, and heat sizzled down my back.
“You better be careful, Abel. You keep looking at me like that, and I might forget this whole marriage is supposed to be fake.” The air around us was hot and sticky. My heart hammered beneath my ribs. “It might not all be fake.”
“You shouldn’t look at me like that.” I swallowed hard. “Like what?” I knew exactly how I was looking at her. Sloane slid the glass away, then leaned on the island. “Like you’re up to no good.” I let my smile spread, slow and easy. “I’m just looking at my wife and wondering how the hell I got here.”
moved forward. “You like that, don’t you?” I stepped into her space, keeping my voice low. “When I call you my wife?” She swallowed and lifted her chin with a glint of mischief in her eyes. “I might.”
My fingertips played with the hemline of the T-shirt. Her soft thighs moved under my touch. “You’re my wife, Sloane.” I drew circles as I indulged in the smoothness of her skin. “You’re mine for as long as I can keep you.”
“If you want to keep that arm, I suggest you get your hands off my fucking wife.” The boom of Abel’s voice behind me sent shivers crawling down my back.
Hoooooooooly shit
His nostrils flared as he tensed with indecision. “You stay away from my wife and kids. If I so much as hear a whisper of your name in this town, you’re a fucking dead man.”
My house. My bed. My woman.
“I don’t deserve this life with you. I know that . . .” Her lips parted to argue, but I forged ahead. “I don’t. But I need you to know that I will fight for you. My right to happiness—the light in my soul—died on that dark highway, but somehow, you brought me back to life.”
