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Other questions were thrown at them and they responded. And then it was time to drop the pretense and get back into the privacy of their suite.
“Dinner at seven. In one of the hotel’s restaurants,” James told them firmly as they made their way down the hallway. “We have to show a united front.”
“I thought we already did that? Wasn’t that what the press conference was about?” Jaylen asked sardonically.
“You dragged us into this mess. You would do damn well to remember that. Seven.”
“He is in a mood.” Jaylen threw her a grin. “Nice work.”
“Bite me.”
His grin widened. “I think I already did that last night. If you want a repeat—”
“Touch me and you will find out what it is to do without the use of your dick for a day," she warned.
“Ouch.” His smile faded as they went into the suite.
“I don’t appreciate being threatened.” Gripping her arm, he spun her around. “Is that clear?”
“Let go of me," her voice was frosty. He did so immediately and shoved his hands into his pockets.
“Look, we are both in an untenable situation because of something we both did. Not just me, you as well, so you need to lay off the damn attitude. Do you think I want to be stuck in a marriage?”
“Especially with me? Why don’t you say it?” she asked him scathingly. “No doubt you have read the reports. I was raised in a group home where my mother left me to rot. I am a stain on the very prestigious Monteith name.”
He gave her a contemplative look as he rocked back on his heels. She was well and truly pissed. He was not feeling mellow himself and would have preferred to pick his own bride when the time came.
But his recollection of the night they had spent together had been hot and loaded with passion. And she was a beautiful woman. He could do worse.
“Your past means nothing to me.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes," he nodded. “But obviously, it means everything to you.”
“I am over it.”
“Are you? It does not seem that way.”
“You are a shrink now?”
“I have been to too many sessions not to know the signs. Have you been to one?”
“That’s none of your damn business.” She realized that she did not feel as angry as before and that was bothering her.
“As your husband—” He grinned at the wrathful look she turned on him. “I am making it mine.”
“Just go the hell away from me and stay away.”
“We are having dinner in the next three hours.”
“I have work to do.”
“You don’t think the old man is going to allow you to work at the company now, do you?”
“What?” She gave him a dazed look.
“You are a Monteith. There will be plenty of things to attend to, a number of charities to head. Your position as head of PR will be passed to someone else. You are no longer going to be an employee.”
