“She means not yet,” he clarified. “But as you can tell, we can’t wait to get married.” Bruce’s gaze dropped to my bare fingers. “I ain’t seeing no ring.” What was Rhyland doing? More importantly, why was he doing it? Rhyland gave him a leisurely clap on the back. “Don’t spoil all my surprises, Brucey boy. She asked for something different than I gave her. She’s a hard woman to please.” “No,” I drawled. “You just suck in bed.”
