A Bona Fide Gold Digger by Allison Hobbs

Author:Allison Hobbs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 2007-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

chapter twenty-one

Back home, Milan daydreamed about Gerard as she munched on a salad she’d prepared herself. She didn’t trust Irma messing around with her food anymore. Clearly the woman would have to go. But getting rid of Irma, she realized, was something she’d have to discuss with Noah. Convincing him that Irma was sneakily trying to ruin her figure might not be an easy endeavor.

After eating, she glided to Noah’s room to break the news of their down-sized nuptials.

“Excuse us, please,” she said, politely dismissing Ruth Henry, who was reading to Noah from one of his boring leather-bound books. The nurse had the nerve to cut her eye at Noah as if she expected him to protest. Milan felt her temper mounting. “Excuse us!” She used a stronger tone, which prompted the nurse to close the book and jump to her feet. The woman was doing more freakin’ reading than nursing, but then again, there wasn’t much else for her to do since caring for Noah only required restorative walking and dispensing his medication.

Ruth Henry scurried away and Milan settled into the chair the nurse had vacated. Leaning forward, hands clasped in front of her, she looked Noah in the eye.

“Yes?” Noah’s eyes gleamed with sexual expectation as if Milan had interrupted his reading time because she was overcome with a sudden and urgent need to get into something freaky.

She hated the way his filthy mind stayed in the gutter. Pretending not to have noticed his lecherous look, Milan smiled pleasantly. “I’ve been doing some thinking,” she said, unclasping her hands and gently stroking his scrawny wrist.

Noah tilted his head; the gleaming eyes became dull and narrowed with suspicion. “How much money are you trying to extort from me now?”

Milan gave a soft burst of laughter and patted Noah’s hand. “I didn’t come to your room to ask for more money.”

“Oh, no?” He had that raunchy look again, which she again chose to ignore.

“Not at all,” Milan said, smoothing the hair on the back of his hand. “Darling, I’ve been selfish,” she whispered with a contrite head shake. “I truly value our time together. Only the good Lord knows how much time we have left.” Her words trailed off as she gave a dramatic sigh of regret. “So, instead of wasting time with a big circus of a wedding, I’ve decided to streamline our marriage plans.” She gazed at Noah.

“Fluff my pillow, would you, my dear?” he asked, though they both knew she’d just been given an order.

Milan readjusted the pillows, but it took a large amount of self-restraint to not take one of the pillows and smother the slimy bastard to death.

“Go on,” Noah said when Milan resumed her seat.

“I want to have our wedding ceremony here at home. There’s no reason for you to leave your room. The minister can marry us right here.” She paused and gave a hand gesture. “I was thinking we could have a bedside ceremony when the ring is ready in about three weeks.

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