Accidentally Married to the Billionaire - Part 2 (The Billionaire's Touch) by Sierra Rose

Author:Sierra Rose [Rose, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Shadows Publishing
Published: 2016-02-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Brandon worked most of the weekend, rejoining Marj in time to depart for the private airfield. She dragged a shiny new purple suitcase out to the hallway and muttered about how the spinner wheels were fighting her. Brandon picked up her suitcase and carried it downstairs, so she wouldn’t injure both of them in her attempt to move it. At the airfield, he noticed that Marj was wearing the same thing she’d worn on the last plane—her photo-ready, tasteful outfit.

“You have to buy more clothes. Seriously. It’s important for our image, particularly mine, that you do not seem to have to recycle the same clothes continually. It will make me look cheap and as if I don’t want to outfit my new bride.”

“I can wear the same pair of pants twice. I’m not a Kardashian, dude. I like this outfit. It reminds me of Vegas and how I flew coach out there, convinced I was going to be downsized in the merger, and I flew home on a private jet with my new rich husband. Anybody who says Las Vegas isn’t lucky…never went there with me!”

“It was the best jackpot I’ve ever hit in a casino, and I won fifteen grand at the craps table when I was twenty-one.”

“If I ever had fifteen grand at one time, I’d…I don’t even know what I would do, but it would damn sure be spectacular. Please tell me you didn’t go buy a Ford Focus for some stripper with the money?”

“No, it was a Nissan.”

“Really?” she asked.

“No, but you should see your face right now. Here’s the deal, we’re going to Dubai. You’ll have to keep your shoulders covered, but other than that, we’re staying in a cosmopolitan hotel that caters to international travelers so the restrictions are minimal, and you’ll be able to see a great deal of the city itself while we’re there. I have a few destinations booked, but we can also take a bit of time to explore the surrounding area.”

“Sounds fabulous. I don’t have much experience with vacations, except that one summer Britt and I went to the Jersey shore. I got a sunburn, and we both ate too much sugar because there was this killer donut shop on the boardwalk. I still hate myself for that.”

“For some sugary treat you ate years ago?”

“Yes. I had five donuts that day. It’s sickening. I’m proud to say I haven’t eaten a single donut since that time,” she declared.

“If you love them that much then you should have one once in a while.”

“Are you kidding? Do you know what a woman’s metabolism does when she hits thir—twenty-six?” she demanded.

“No, but there’s no sense depriving yourself is all I’m saying.”

“I’m not eating donuts in Dubai,” Marj warned him.

“I doubt you can even get donuts there. They have some spectacular citrus though,” he said, “I do think you’ll like it there.”

“I don’t know why I wouldn’t. Top hotel, private jet, hot husband wanting to take me sightseeing.”

Marj slept on the plane

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