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“I like perfect,” I murmured. “I like imperfect too. I like wild and reckless moments that you never forget.”
A cuddler. Of course I’d marry a woman who cuddled. I loathed cuddling. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“The next time you talk about any other man inside this body, I’ll spank your ass so red you won’t sit for a week.”
A strong arm wrapped around my shoulders, stopping another lame apology. Jasper hauled me backward, flush against his chest. “That’s enough.” Griffin’s gaze leveled on Jasper. “This is a private conversation.” “You’re yelling at my wife.”
Eloise was my wife. There wasn’t a damn thing fake about this marriage. Not anymore.
