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Jealousy looks hot on him.

I might be in deep shit here. Well, deeper shit.

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RIMMINGTON

The muscle in my jaw tics, and I grit my teeth as I wait for her answer. The moment that wanker showed up, I wanted to pound his arse into the floor. Only years of forced protocol kept me from ripping him apart. I learned a long time ago how to publicly shield any emotion. Good thing for him, that is now an engrained behavior for me.

“That was Maddox. Maddox Case. He is someone to me.”

A red-hot rage sizzles through my blood. I don’t even really know this woman, my wife, but the thought of this Maddox meaning anything to her makes me fucking crazy. How dare another man hold any meaning to her? It’s ridiculous, I know, but I can’t deny this fury.

“And?” My question is more of a growl really. The anger, jealousy, and this possessiveness I’m barely containing are all new to me.

What does mywifedo in response to my one-word growled question?

Smile. She fucking smiles like a bloody devil.

A beautiful fucking devil.

I want to grab her, make her place her hands on the wall, yank that tired terry cloth robe from her body, and spank the fuck out of her sexy little arse until she begs me to fuck her.

“Maddox Case is in a band with my best friend’s soon-to-be husband. So, yes, I see him from time to time when Beck is around. Holidays, birthdays, and such. We’ve gone on tour with them a couple of times.”

“You see him?” There’s no hiding the edge to my voice. I want to disembowel him.

How dare he touch my wife.

“Not like that, crazy. Calm the fuck down.” Her slender hand bats at my chest. “He’s a friend. That’s it. He and Jen actually have some sort of weird thing going on between them.”

The tension begins to release its hold on my muscles. She isn’t involved with that man.

One obstacle down.

“Wait. Did you just say fuck?” I’m not sure whyfuckwas the word that stuck out to me. Maybe because in my social circle it’s frowned upon for a woman to speak in such a profane way. It isn’t often I hear it out of such a sexy mouth. My cock twitches in agreement.

She places her dainty hands on her hips, and her eyes squint at me in judgement. My Hell Cat is fucking adorable when she’s angry.

I need to push her buttons again later.

“Yeah, I sure as fuck did. You got a problem with that?”

“Calm down, love. I don’t have a problem with that. Took me by surprise, that’s all.”

Her squint deepens as I stare into her beautiful eyes. I’d love to show her how much of a problem it isn’t but I have a meeting and she has a breakfast to get to. “Go on. You need to get ready. I’ve got some business to handle. I’ll find you later.”

I lean in and gently place a kiss on her forehead before I move to open the door to her suite. She enters then turns, giving me one last look from head to toe. I shove my hands into my pockets to keep from dragging her to the nearest horizontal surface.

“Later, Rim.”

“Later, wife.”

She snarls at me and shuts the door.

I can’t stop smiling.

I will definitely find her later.

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