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Did I just spend a hundred grand because I was jealous? Yes, and I’d do it again.
deferring their praise and introducing me instead. Dr. Georgia Greene, my wife, he keeps saying. My profession first, my status as his wife second, I can’t help but notice.
“You’re beautiful. I’ve always thought that.” “Shut up,” I gasp. He’s lying. “You hate me.” “I always thought you were beautiful, though.” His eyes tease me. “It made me mad.”
I never told Ward you were incompetent, but I did tell him I was attracted to you.”
“I’m a doctor,” she says lightly. “I don’t like it when people get hurt.” “When I get hurt.”
He never thought I was incompetent. He thought I was hot.
“Georgia? You sleepwalk when I get hurt, don’t you?”
“Seeing you wrapped up in something I bought you, seeing you feel like the fucking knockout you are,” he rakes a hand through his hair, “I don’t know, Georgia. I like it too much.”
“I’m trying not to make decisions about my wife without her input.”
“He really likes your hair,” Darcy adds. “He always stares at it. And the shoes.” “Right.” Hazel nods. “He’s obsessed with her shoes.”
“I didn’t like seeing you get hurt.” “I don’t like seeing you upset over me getting hurt.”
I am never letting her go. I’ll give her all the time and space she needs, but I will never give up on the woman I love. Georgia is mine.
I want to be in love. I want it to be easy. I want Alexei.
“I’ll beg for you, Hellfire, I don’t care anymore. You own me.”
This woman loves me. Watching me get hurt hurts her. I’m hurting her.
