Page 408 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
I pushed myself up and leaned forward to kiss him. He grabbed my ass and pulled me against him, kissing me hard before setting me back down on my feet. When he pulled back he had that boyish grin that I loved so much. I took a deep breath. We were good.
"Let's find your clothes," he said with a wink. His hands fell from me as he leaned down to grab my bra.
There was a paper stuck to my sticky stomach. I peeled it off, but before I could look at it, James grabbed it. He crumpled it up and threw it in the trash.
"What was that?" I asked as I put my bra back on.
"I got distracted this morning. I keep rewriting my vows to you."
My eyes darted back to his face. "James, I thought we agreed to just repeat the words that the minister says. You know I hate public speaking."
He smiled and handed me my shirt. "Baby, you're great at public speaking. You would have gotten an A in my class if you hadn't started sleeping with me. Or if we hadn't gotten caught."
I laughed and pulled my shirt on over my head. It stuck awkwardly to my stomach even when I tried to smooth it into place. I needed to go to the bathroom to wipe some of the stickiness from the coffee off of me. "We didn't really get caught."
"I know." He grabbed my waist and pulled me back against his chest. "My horrible ex wife, who I have absolutely no feelings for whatsoever, who I definitely don't want to kiss, gave us away."
I straightened his tie for him. "Who I want you to stop talking to."
"Okay. Done."
"Yeah?"
"All my friends say I'm whipped anyway. Might as well prove them right."
I lightly pushed his shoulder. "I'm not trying to boss you around."
"I know." He ran his fingers through my hair. "I just want you to be happy. I think Isabella was serious about getting my parents to come around or I would have hung up on her. I know you still want that."
I shook my head back and forth.
"You really don't want them to come?"
"No. I was the one that uninvited them, remember?"
He raised his left eyebrow.
"Fine. I'd still like them to accept me," I said. "Even though they're horrible. Maybe. But I don't want them to be forced into it by Isabella. I don't want her help with anything."
"Fair enough. No more Isabella. She is officially out of our lives."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
"And that's why you talk to me when you're upset. So I can fix it. Now where did your underwear go?"
I laughed and grabbed my thong off the ground.
James' eyes wandered up my legs as I pulled my thong and skirt back on.
"So much for waiting until our wedding night," I said.
"Insatiable as ever."
"You turned it into a game. You know how competitive I am."
He laughed. "That's not why you caved, though. You caved because you needed me. Just as much as I always need you. That's why we're getting married. There was no reason to hold off on having sex until our wedding night. We already know where we both stand." He tossed the phone at me. "Tell Nita to get me a new phone."
"No way. I'm not doing that." I threw it back at him. "I'm not her boss. And I don't want to have to explain what happened to it."
