The Wrong Date

rp, and intensely present. Slowly, the edge of his jaw relaxed, and he tilted hi

e?" Jeremy a

an implicit warning, as if giving her a clear window to step back, re-evalua

, and she had a mandate from Kylie: act completely self-absorbed, present an unbearable persona, and

her voice bright, airy, a

le, putting on the most insufferable, pompous expression she could muster. She looked a

ment, "You should know that once we get married, I won't even lift a finger. And you

he didn't actually know his name. She tilted her head slightly, her crimson-painted lip

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y. He simply sat there, broad shoulders filling out his bespoke

upplied, his voice fla

mphantly, clapping her hands togeth

suppressing the urge to let out a huge sigh of relief. Well, she said to her

ing in, talking about marriage demands, and declaring her mother as the supreme authority over his future househo

my leaned for

e closer into her space. Up close, the lighting caught the dark brown tones in

w, quiet rumble that vibrated right through the

off by the complete lack of disgust on his fac

She leaned back just an inch, her brows knitting together in genuine confus

at her in de

yes narrowing as he took in her clear skin, dark hair, and the flawless emerald dre

d up to Jeremy Brown without knowing exactly who he was. People either cowered, flattered, or carefully negotiated. Nobody casually sauntered i

had worn into the building was starting to feel suspiciously thin under the laser-focus of his gaze. Looking at the domineering CEO sitting across from he

cleared her voice lightly, attempting to regain her pre

to his dark gaze and then back to her lap, "you

ds linger in the air like perfume in a small room. His dark eyes tracked the tiny, al

a sound broke

ted deep in his chest and warmed the cool air of the room. A genuine, dangerous amusement lit u

ween them until he was resting merely inches from her space. The rich scent of his cologne-sa

ed instead, my love?" J

ine's brain refused to process them. She sat frozen, her lips slightly parted, h

her voice dropping into an unsc

st spent two minutes explaining the terms of our hypothetical marriage. No lifting a finger, compl