until my last breath. “I’m
not jealous. I just wanted to see you…”
“Admit it.” The look on his face told me he
was loving this. “You’ve never sat in on one of my meetings before.
You stayed just so you could keep an eye on her…make sure she knew
I was taken.”
“No…”
“Yes,” he said with a laugh. “Now admit it,
Scarlet.”
My cheeks started to redden. “Okay. I might
have been a little jealous. But just a little.”
Victory shined in his eyes. “That made my
day.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I just
don’t like her. Who the hell does she think she is?”
He shook his head slightly. “Scar, that stick
has nothing on you. Believe me, she does nothing for me. When she
told me she wanted to have an affair, my dick actually got
smaller.”
Now I felt a little better.
“So don’t be intimidated by her. She’s just a
brat who always gets her way.”
“Did she bother you in Paris?”
“No. But Cortland went with me everywhere. I
made it nearly impossible for her to try anything.”
Good.
He kept eyeing me. “I like it when you’re
jealous.”
He was never going to let this go. “I was
just a little jealous. That’s it.”
“It’s still hot. You went all alpha
there.”
“Well, you’re mine. If she thinks she’s going
to dig her nails into my husband’s back, she has another thing
coming.”
He laughed. “This is awesome.”
“It’s not funny.” I hit his arm
playfully.
“Yes, it is. Now I want more girls to hit on
me so you can claim me like that.”
“I don’t.”
He rested his hands on my hips and looked at
me fondly.
“So, what exactly happened with her?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, how did this come about?”
“Um…” He rubbed his chin while he tried to
think. “Last week we met, and then the next time I saw her, she
kept asking personal questions about me. Then she told me she
wanted to have an affair and she would keep my secret. That’s about
it.”
“Did she touch you?”
“No.” His grin was wider than I’d ever seen
it.
“Did you tell her I was pregnant?”
“I tell everyone, Scar. Even when they don’t
ask.”
Good.
“Then she told me there would be no deal
unless I slept with her. That’s when I walked out.”
“Whore.”
He chuckled. “My baby is getting so mad.”
“Well, who’s okay with sleeping with married
men? It’s disgusting and wrong.”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. But that’s not
me.”
“I know.” I rested my head against his chest.
“I’m so lucky.”
He kissed my forehead then trailed his
fingers down my back. “You got that wrong, baby.”
“No. I really don’t.”
He kissed me again. “It’s impossible to cheat
on someone you love so much. I don’t care who shows interest in me.
When I walk the streets or go out, I only see you. Little Scarlets
are running around, making me wish I was home with you.”
I wasn’t sure what I did to get such a great
husband, but I wasn’t going to question it. Instead, I would
cherish it.
Chapter 8
Cortland
I picked up the phone and called my mom. My
heart was slamming in my chest, making my stomach lurch. I was
nervous to reveal my news. I wasn’t sure why. I knew my mom would
be happy.
“Hey, sweetie,” my mom said in her Minnesota
accent.
“Hey, Mom.”
“I haven’t talked to you in weeks. How’s it
going over there in the big apple?”
I smirked. My mom made everything sound funny
when she spoke like that. But I liked it. I was a bit of a mama’s
boy, not that I was ashamed of it. “It’s good.”
“And how’s work?” I heard the faucet in the
background. She was probably washing dishes.
“No complaints.”
“Why are you being so quiet? You usually talk
my ear off.”
“Well, there’s something I want to ask
you.”
“Do you need money?” she blurted.
I’d never asked for money in my life. I even
paid for my own education. “No.”
“Are you in trouble?”
“No,” I said quickly. “How
not jealous. I just wanted to see you…”
“Admit it.” The look on his face told me he
was loving this. “You’ve never sat in on one of my meetings before.
You stayed just so you could keep an eye on her…make sure she knew
I was taken.”
“No…”
“Yes,” he said with a laugh. “Now admit it,
Scarlet.”
My cheeks started to redden. “Okay. I might
have been a little jealous. But just a little.”
Victory shined in his eyes. “That made my
day.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I just
don’t like her. Who the hell does she think she is?”
He shook his head slightly. “Scar, that stick
has nothing on you. Believe me, she does nothing for me. When she
told me she wanted to have an affair, my dick actually got
smaller.”
Now I felt a little better.
“So don’t be intimidated by her. She’s just a
brat who always gets her way.”
“Did she bother you in Paris?”
“No. But Cortland went with me everywhere. I
made it nearly impossible for her to try anything.”
Good.
He kept eyeing me. “I like it when you’re
jealous.”
He was never going to let this go. “I was
just a little jealous. That’s it.”
“It’s still hot. You went all alpha
there.”
“Well, you’re mine. If she thinks she’s going
to dig her nails into my husband’s back, she has another thing
coming.”
He laughed. “This is awesome.”
“It’s not funny.” I hit his arm
playfully.
“Yes, it is. Now I want more girls to hit on
me so you can claim me like that.”
“I don’t.”
He rested his hands on my hips and looked at
me fondly.
“So, what exactly happened with her?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, how did this come about?”
“Um…” He rubbed his chin while he tried to
think. “Last week we met, and then the next time I saw her, she
kept asking personal questions about me. Then she told me she
wanted to have an affair and she would keep my secret. That’s about
it.”
“Did she touch you?”
“No.” His grin was wider than I’d ever seen
it.
“Did you tell her I was pregnant?”
“I tell everyone, Scar. Even when they don’t
ask.”
Good.
“Then she told me there would be no deal
unless I slept with her. That’s when I walked out.”
“Whore.”
He chuckled. “My baby is getting so mad.”
“Well, who’s okay with sleeping with married
men? It’s disgusting and wrong.”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. But that’s not
me.”
“I know.” I rested my head against his chest.
“I’m so lucky.”
He kissed my forehead then trailed his
fingers down my back. “You got that wrong, baby.”
“No. I really don’t.”
He kissed me again. “It’s impossible to cheat
on someone you love so much. I don’t care who shows interest in me.
When I walk the streets or go out, I only see you. Little Scarlets
are running around, making me wish I was home with you.”
I wasn’t sure what I did to get such a great
husband, but I wasn’t going to question it. Instead, I would
cherish it.
Chapter 8
Cortland
I picked up the phone and called my mom. My
heart was slamming in my chest, making my stomach lurch. I was
nervous to reveal my news. I wasn’t sure why. I knew my mom would
be happy.
“Hey, sweetie,” my mom said in her Minnesota
accent.
“Hey, Mom.”
“I haven’t talked to you in weeks. How’s it
going over there in the big apple?”
I smirked. My mom made everything sound funny
when she spoke like that. But I liked it. I was a bit of a mama’s
boy, not that I was ashamed of it. “It’s good.”
“And how’s work?” I heard the faucet in the
background. She was probably washing dishes.
“No complaints.”
“Why are you being so quiet? You usually talk
my ear off.”
“Well, there’s something I want to ask
you.”
“Do you need money?” she blurted.
I’d never asked for money in my life. I even
paid for my own education. “No.”
“Are you in trouble?”
“No,” I said quickly. “How
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