Page 49 of The Bride and the Billionaire Grump

I scowl. “Jeez, you’re just as bad as me.”

He leans forward. “You’ve met your match, it seems.”

I put my wrist out and he wraps the bracelet around it. A tingle shoots up my arm and I bite my lip.

I lean forward so that my mouth is almost against his cheek. “We’ll see.”

I walk past him and look around at the bracelets and necklaces.

It needs to be something fierce but kind. I scan the bracelets until I find the right one, then pay with some of cash the show gave me for expenses.

“Here.” I drop it in his hand.

Aaron looks confused.

“It’s a fox,” I say. “Cunning and intelligent, but kind.”

“I don’t know if that’s flattering or offensive.”

I shrug and walk over to another stall. Immediately, a glittering crystal necklace catches my eye.

I feel Aaron step closely behind me. My body ignites at the proximity. He reaches over me and touches the necklace. “This one, please.”

I look up at him and smile. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to. A token of our day of fun.”

If I smile any more I’m afraid my face will get stuck. It really has been fun. Aaron’s not too bad when he lets loose. I’m sure he’s thinking the same thing about me.

I wasn’t sure we’d be compatible given our personalities and he’s a little bit older, but it’s been surprisingly chill.

A part of me dreads the moment when he’ll snap back into work mode, but for now, I’ll enjoy the moment.

We wander around and he buys me a few more little trinkets before we somehow end up back at the hire shop.

He nods at the building. “What do you say? One last go around?”

“Absolutely.” I follow him inside.

“You two can’t get enough of us.” Nathan laughs.

“Just one last ski ride.” Aaron pats him on the shoulder.

“Uh, there’s only one jet ski in at the moment. You okay to share?”

Aaron looks at me and I feel myself blush.

He looks at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Yeah, we’ll share.”

My breath hitches. Oh, boy. I don’t know how much more close proximity I can take.

We pay and make our way to the water. I try not to stare Aaron’s his body as he mounts the jet ski, but it’s hard.

I jump onto the jet ski behind him, and I swear I hear him groan.

“Sorry, did I hurt you?”

His voice is strained. “Nope. All good. Hold on.”

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