Page 78 of Billionaire Devil

“At least tell me what my crime is so I can get on my knees and grovel.”

Quietly, still refusing to look at me: “Maybe you should take someone else as your plus one.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Bianca. Or maybeJemma. I’m sureKarawould just love another date.”

Fuck. “You read my texts?”

A sulky pout and more staring out the window. “I woke up in the night. Your phone was lighting up. You’re obviously a popular guy. But of course I already knew that.”

“How far did you happen to scroll back, Sunshine, because if you did you would have noticed that I didn’t reply to any of those texts. And if you go past yesterday you’ll notice there are none. Because I delete them.”

“It hardly matters to me. You do you.”

“”You do you’?” I exhale a disbelieving laugh. “Sure. Okay. I’ll do me. But just so you realize,doing meinvolves possessively escorting you to your friend’s wedding before taking you into my bed to ravage you all night long because by then I’ll have gone almost twenty hours without fucking you and I’m already wondering how I’m going to get through this entire wedding without tasting your sweet little pussy. And making mywifecome all over my tongue like she loves to do.”

She almost winces at the word. “You’re a barbarian.”

“Professor Berserker, at your service.”

She rolls her eyes, but the light blush on her cheeks tells me she’s remembering that particular lesson.

“What do you want me to do, Lila? Apologize for relationships I hadbeforeI met you?”

“No.” Petulantly.

“Am I expected to be a fucking psychic or something? Here, let me pull my crystal ball out my ass and read you the future. I’m really good at it.”

“I don’t expect you to read the future.” Even more petulantly.

“Then whatdoyou expect?”

She squares her shoulders a little and gazes down into the desert. “I expect you to get on with your life and I’ll get on with mine. We both knew this was a road trip and nothing more.”

Ouch.“Nothing more? What about crossing off every single thing on your bucket list? What about conqueringyour fear of flying? What about Aspen and the helicopter ride and all thelessons? What about losing your virginity and having non-stop raw dog sex for days? What about drinking lusty mouthfuls of my hot cum and crying my name when you were coming so hard on my big fucking cock? What about gettingmarried? None of itmeantanything to you?”

“Of course it did. But that doesn’t change anything. I didn’t expect this to last. I knew it wouldn’t before we started. We both did. We’ll just have to figure out how to have this ridiculous marriage annulled, and as soon as possible. It was a mistake, obviously. A foolish, drunken mistake.” Her eyes finally meet mine and the sadness in them is like a fucking spear through my goddamn beating heart. “It’s okay. People make mistakes all the time.”

I pound my fists on the arm rests. “It’s not okay! It’s far from fucking okay. And it wasn’t a mistake.”

She frowns at my outburst. “Why are you acting like this?”

“Acting like what? Like itmeanssomething to me? Because itdoes, Lila. Itmeanssomething. In fact, it means everything.” Weirdly, it suddenly does.

But little Cold Heart over here doesn’t even hear me. “It means we had a good time. Which is now almost over.”

“Fuck that, Sunshine. It’s not over. Not for me. And not for you either. Iknowyou. I know more about you than most people you’ve known for years do, admit it. You’re mywifenow.”

Her eyes are wide, but then her resolve clicks back intoplace. That same shield she held in place when we first met. I was able to break through it, with fun and lust and hot sex. But reality is now knocking at our door, and she’s bolted that motherfucker back into place. “Just because a cheap Vegas wedding certificate says we’re married, it doesn’t mean we actually are, in the true sense of the word. We both know it’s a joke. I’m sure with all your connections and your m—” She stops herself from sayingmoney. “…connections,you’ll be able to fix it.”

I grit my teeth, forcing myself to get a grip. “I don’t want to ‘fix’ it.”

She glares at me. “Well,Ido. You can’t be married to me against my will.”

“You signed the paper just like I did, baby girl.”

“Can’t you just admit that we got drunk and it was a foolish thing to do and that we need to undo it?”

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