Page 103 of Be My Wife

“It’s date night tonight,” Elizabeth says, stretching on her toes and wrapping her arms around my neck. “Dinner.” She kisses me softly on the cheek. “A movie.” Another peck. “Some wine.”

I wrap my arms around her and stare into her mischievous brown eyes. Playing along, I lean in and whisper, “I can’t wait.”

“Neither can I.” Elizabeth walks her fingers up my shirt. “I bought something for you.”

“Something new?” I growl, responding to the sexy smirk on her lips.

“Something you’ll like very much.”

“Hm…”

“When we get back home, I’ll take you into the room and show you—”

Lana clears her throat.

Elizabeth chuckles and drops her hold on my neck. “Sorry. I can’t control myself sometimes. You remember how it is? Wanting Brogan all the time… being so satisfied…” She laughs. “I don’t know how you gave him up.”

Lana’s face gets beet-red.

I brush a lock of hair behind Liz’s ear. “Laying it on thick, are we?”

“Shut up.” She faces Lana again. “Do you have kids?”

“No. Just Steph.”

“I met your niece. She’s delightful.”

“Yeah, and she adores Brogan.” Lana smiles smugly. “We’re like a little family when we’re together.”

“A family, huh?” Elizabeth frowns.

“Brogan’s great with kids. That’s why I chose him—”

“Actually, Lana didn’t choose me,” I interrupt her.

“Brogan…”

“My grandmother set us up.”

“I see.” Elizabeth bobs her head. “She had bad taste.”

“I decided to go along with her because I saw how good you were with Steph,” Lana says sharply. “Unlike what you think, I wasn’t totally self-absorbed.”

Elizabeth nuzzles my cheek. “Having regrets, Lana?”

“Of course.” Her eyes dip to the ground. "Brogan’s not just a… good man. He’s the best man I know.”

A week ago, her words would have meant something to me. But right now I can barely keep up with the conversation.

Not with Elizabeth touching me all over.

Not with the way she’s staring into my eyes.

I can’t help it.

She’s too damn irresistible.

Sliding my palms over her cheeks, I bring her in and kiss her deeply.

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