Fake Husband SEAL by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel [Hamel, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: B. B. Hamel

18

Nash

Selena was in a foul mood, which wasn’t a big shock.

I didn’t bother trying to get her to talk as we drove from the hotel to the airport. We sat there in silence together, Selena trying to pretend like I was dead or something. At least Livy wasn’t around to witness this lovely display of newlywed happiness.

But then again, Selena had done well during the interview. There were a few strange moments, but overall she’d held up well. And I couldn’t believe that Livy hadn’t briefed her about it being a live interview; that seemed like total madness. I knew I had to have a conversation with her about that, even though I didn’t feel like it.

Finally, the car pulled up outside the airport, and I spotted a few paparazzi lingering around, trying to look inconspicuous. To my trained eye, though, they stood out like assholes.

“Ready?” I asked Selena.

“For what?”

“Pictures.”

She frowned. “Whatever.”

The car pulled over and I stepped out without another word. If she didn’t feel like talking, well, I wasn’t going to fucking make her.

I walked around to the back of the car and popped the trunk, which only made the poor driver anxious.

“Relax,” I said to him, handing him a twenty. “I got it.”

He smiled and nodded. I unloaded the bags and handed Selena her suitcase. We headed toward the terminal.

That was when they pounced.

“Selena! Do you really love him?”

“Selena! Are you in this for his money?”

“Nash! Why her? Are you cheating already?”

Selena walked fast, her head down, trying to ignore the flashes. I just smiled at them, trying to ignore it, but really I was just amused by their blatant attempts to rile us up.

“Selena! How big is his dick?”

I had to laugh a little bit at that one.

“Wanna see?” I called to the guy.

He nodded. “Hell yeah!”

I laughed and followed Selena inside. The photographers were stopped by airport security, and so we were safe for the time being.

“Why are you joking with them?” Selena asked.

“I don’t know,” I said. “Bored, I guess.”

“Well stop,” she said. “It’s embarrassing.”

“What do you care?” I asked, smirking at her.

“Just don’t.” She turned and headed toward the security line.

I sighed, shaking my head. Damn girl was going to be the death of me, I was sure of it.

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