Fake Wife (Taming The Bad Boy Billionaire 8)

“It comes with my heartfelt sincerity and expensive roses.”

“Expensive roses you probably got for free...and you didn’t even get down on one knee.”

“Are we really to the point of ordering each other to our knees already?” he joked.

“Not funny,” I said, though the idea did intrigue me.

He grabbed my hand. “Do you know what a half-million bucks could do for you?”

“And don’t forget the thousand,” I corrected.

“Right. It could change your entire world, Jaime.”

“Maybe, but I’m afraid we’d both suffer drastically in the process.”

“Not necessarily.”

I smirked and trailed a finger down his chest. “You mentioned a helluva ride. Are you putting sex on the table?”

“We both know how hot we are. By far, you’re the prettiest girl in this town. You really always have been. Besides, my last name would look glorious next to your first one. So, yes, I’m putting sex on the table because that’s what happily married couples do.”

“Haven’t you ever seen that movie, the one with that McDreamy actor in it?”

“Can’t Buy Me Love?”

“Exactly.”

“Well, haven’t you ever heard Tina Turner?” he retorted.

“Huh?”

“What’s Love Got To Do with It?”

“Very funny, Charlie.”

“Have you heard a word I’ve said? It’ll have nothing to do with love at all. It’ll just be...a business arrangement.”

Exactly why I didn’t want any part of it!

I chuckled. “Okay, well, thanks because now I feel like a prostitute.”

“Sorry. I’m always putting my foot in my mouth.”

“Kinky,” I teased.

“Very funny. It’s just... Well, I thought any girl would jump at that much money. I guess this isn’t going to be as easy as I thought.”

I playfully slugged him. “I don’t think it’s the money. It’s spending two years with you.”

“Ha! And here I’ve been thinking I’m a catch,” he said with a charming grin and a wink.

“Charlie, it’s not as easy as paying some chick an obscene amount of money.”

“What is it then?”

“Well, the truth is, I’d find it far too tempting.”

“Tempting?”