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“Certainly not,” Natalie grumbles, making me smile.
I cross the suite and look around the bedroom, spotting two more suitcases. “Do you have a specific way you like to pack?”
“I’ll just grab an overnight bag.”
I groan as I turn around to face her. “Natalie. The world believes our whirlwind wedding story. Your dad believes it. Most of my teammates believe it. I promise I’m done being a dickhead. You said sorry about the whole blackmail thing you pulled.” I watch the edge of her mouth twitch, and I know I have her. “And now that it’s all over, I can admit I got a little hot with you snapping at me.”
“Oh my god, Luke.”
“And even though I’m starting to think that your bank account could mop the floor with mine, I won’t even charge you rent.”
She shakes her head again. “Your salary history is public record, Mr. Muscles. So long as you haven’t blown it all on the ponies, I think you’re probably doing fine.”
I smirk. “You looked me up?”
She lifts a brow. “You didn’t?”
I tap my temple with my finger. “Ego, remember?”
“I remember,” Natalie sighs.
“Had I looked you up, I probably could’ve easily figured out that your family bought the Biters. Then I wouldn’t have been so taken aback when I showed up at your office.” I blow out a breath. “Not that any of that should make a difference, but I think I was already off-kilter when I walked up there. A little intimidated, if I’m honest.”
Natalie pulls a face. “Sorry I didn’t tell you.”
“Water under the bridge. And it’s on me for not doing a single Google search about my wife.”
She huffs. “Okay, so what’s the plan? I move in. We keep up the ruse. But for how long?”
My gut reaction is to say forever.
The plan in my mind is that she moves into my place, then stays there forever.
Natalie keeps going. “We can’t file for divorce now. Not until wewant everyone to know about it, since there’s always the risk of someone leaking it. And if we file for divorce but keep seeing each other, it will cause speculation, which only leads to issues.”
“That’s true,” I say, because she’s not wrong.
It’s crazy to not want a divorce, but this is the same way I felt walking into her office that day—before it all fell apart.
I like Natalie.
We work well together.
We fuck good together.
She makes me laugh.
I make her blush.
What more do I need?
I nod once. “I know living together after just meeting is a bit… unconventional. But we’re both busy. You seem to be traveling half the time for work, and I have the rest of the season that will have me flying all over, so we really won’t be there together that much.” I lift a shoulder. “And I’m not gonna complain about having you in my bed on the nights we are home together.”
She’s looking at me like she’s considering what I’m saying.
I plow ahead. “If we can’t get a divorce without causing a stir, then I say we don’t do it at all.”
Her brows raise. “You want to just stay married?”
