Husband Material (London Calling, #2)

by Alexis Hall

For a moment, I could only look at this ridiculous, kind, and beautiful man who made ridiculous, kind, and beautiful gestures and was ridiculously, beautifully mine.

I loved Oliver and he loved me, and we didn’t need flags or banners or, for that matter, rings or weddings to prove it.

“Oliver. It’s not your job to make being with you convenient for me. Just like it’s not my job to make being with me convenient for you. Which is good because if it was my job, I’d have been fucking fired ages ago.”