The Reluctant Billionaire's Temporary Bride_Love is worth fighting for by Anne Martin

Author:Anne Martin [Martin, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

I leaned over my knees. “Are you serious?”

“As serious as terminal illness.”

I snorted and pushed him over. He took me with him so I was on him, his strong arms holding me tight. I really loved being close to him. It made me feel more alive, more at peace, more okay.

He touched my face, gentle, so gentle. “Kitten? You probably need to think about it, talk to your aunt, see what she thinks. I don’t know what you’d do there besides eat like an old lady, nap like a kitten, and roll around a king-size bed with me.”

I gasped because the way he said it was just so shocking.

“You want to roll around in bed with me? I thought I was too respectable.”

“As my temporary wife, it would be completely respectable, also fun.”

“You think that you could actually be faithful to one woman for an entire six months?”

He sighed and touched my hair. “I’ve never had trouble with fidelity. I don’t bother with dating these days, but I didn’t always play the field. You want the experience of marriage and physical intimacy. I want the novelty of having a good girl staying good. It’s a win-win.”

“Then I’ll die before you get bored. Maybe I won’t die so soon. These things aren’t precise, you know.”

He leaned forward and kissed me, quick, sweet before pulling away. “Then we annul the thing and you come back to live your life however you want. Maybe you’ll be cured and can marry Daniel. I get the feeling he’s never giving up on you. Even if you were dead he’d be hooking you up to electrodes and trying to bring you back to life.”

I laughed at the thought of neat and tidy Daniel as Dr. Frankenstein. “Or at least come to my gravesite and lecture me about not trying hard enough. Let’s not talk about him.”

“All right, Kitten. Not talking about him sounds good to me. What do you think? Temporary marriage in Las Vegas, land of desolation?” He kissed me. Somehow his hand wandered down until it was on my butt, the other on my breast. I pulled away shocked and kind of amused because it was exactly the position I’d first found him in, only not with me.

I started laughing.

He frowned at me. “Is there a joke I missed?”

“Stina. The first time I saw you. Okay. Let’s run away to Vegas and get fake married and live together for a few months. By Christmas, if I’m too sick, I’ll move back with Aunt Willie.”

He stared at me. “Ah, Stina. Bless her heart. Did I ever tell you how much she paid me to kiss her? I apologize for my wandering hands. The idea of a temporary marriage went to my head.”

“But mostly your hands.”

He smiled and leaned over. “My hands do take direction from my mind. They are very well trained.” He kissed me. When his well-trained hands pulled me back on his lap, I didn’t protest.

I stared into his shadowy face. “King size bed?”

He nodded and kissed me, soft, lingering.

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