Himbo Hitman

by Saxon James

Yet another job I failed miserably at, though I still maintain that Margot stealing my job and getting together with Elle was the reason for that one failing.

“For the love of Judge Judy, Perry Nikov. You are a dumbass.”

“We’ve always known Perry was something special, love. This just proves it.” “I’d like him to never, ever prove it again,”

“Hey, does this mean I’m cupid? I mean, I shot you and now you’re in love with me, so⁠—” “You’re not cupid.” “Are you sure? I think there’s an argument there.”

“It was love at first shot.” His jaw drops. “Now look who’s being cute with the puns,” he says, sounding awestruck. “Seemed like your love language.”

“You really are perfect.” “That’s because we match.”

“I’m going to marry you one day.” Those body fluttering nerves fill me again. “Oh, yeah? You sound confident.” “I am.”

Perry Nikov is himbo husband material. And he’s all mine.