My Husband, the Billionaire Killer
: "Tick-toc
kin. Naomi stirred first, blinking slowly as the warmth of the light kissed her face. She stretched just
pt
ol, the sheets tossed back
gh her hair. Maybe he couldn't sleep. Or ma
up, the bedroom
ith a soft smile. He had two mugs in
lit up. "You
eed it. Last nig
ly. "You're not supposed
e bed beside her. "Why not? It was our
s peeking over the rim
shing a kiss to h
Her legs curled beneath her, his arm draped a
ffee, stifling a grin as Dam
t in his eyes, "I saw you laughing at
an when he tried to twirl your mom and almost kn
him to keep it simple! But no, he h
o loud. "I seriously thought your mom was going
he 'air guitar' move, and that was it." He shook his
with laughter. "Oh my God, the air guitar. I can't even-how d
ing. "Confidence. And
ghing. "At least he didn't break
adboard, eyes twinkling with amus
in again. But as Naomi smiled, something caught her ey
ed at it. "
tter, his fingers brushin
is brow furrowing at the red t
heet of paper. Folded neatly, with
isted as soon as he
m with blood o
er tighter, jaw ti
ou thought she'd never know? Tick-tock, lo
ature. Just a fe
it into his hand like it might bite h
, her voice playful. "Is someone a
trying to sound norma
going through his head. She went back to si
s suffocating a little. His mind kept flashing back to tho
now. He couldn't ruin today. N
smile of hers. He cleared his throat, try
"You know, I don't thin
her coffee, raising
his gaze soft. "I love you. I know I don
Well, considering we just got ma
in his eyes now. "No, seriously. I love you. A
closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Well
er closer, and the weight of everything in
ly. "Because I'm kin
d him. "I think I can
king breakfast might be a good idea. What do you say we go out? I me
o make me laugh through it. Your char
'm the best breakf
dancing in the middle of the
ders. "Deal. No dancing. But only if you promise
"Fine. I'll let you eat
grinning down at her, letting
breathe
ybe, the day could