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“Until then,” I lift her hand and wiggle the diamond, “in sickness and in health, right?”
“You’re evil.”
“Then I guess that makes you Mrs. Evil.”
She groans. “I can’t meet everyone looking like this. At least let me go back to my hotel.” Her face brightens with a smile so gorgeous it knocks me off-balance. “I’ll just grab a change of clothes and be right back.” She flutters her eyelashes. “Okay?”
For a second, I can’t remember my own freaking name. She manages to get two steps away while I’m locked in her Asia-induced daze.
This woman is very, very dangerous.
Thankfully, I return to my right mind and stand in her way. “There’s a boutique here.”
“No thanks.” She tries to charge around me.
I cut her off again. “My treat.”
“Big no.”
“We’re married. What’s mine is yours.”
“We’re not married.”
“Consider it a gift then.”
She plants her hands on her hips. “For sleeping with you?”
My lips twitch. “I don’t pay for women to sleep with me. ”
“Get it for free, right?” She rolls her eyes. “You must be so proud.”
I laugh at her expression. “I’m offering to buy you clothes. No strings attached.”
“There are always strings.” She shakes her hair out of her face.
Impatience makes me step a little closer. “Now you’re just being stubborn. Is it so hard to think that I want to take care of you?”
“Why?” Her brows knit together. “I’m not your concern. I don’t need you to go around buying things for me or taking me to fancy buffets or giving me your coat.” She shrugs it off and hands it over. “We did something crazy last night. We made some mistakes and I—gah! Hansley!”
I sweep her into my arms, bridal-style, and hold her tight when she starts to wiggle.
My voice is a low, husky timbre when I say, “We don’t have time to argue, so how about we continue this discussion while you’re trying on outfits?”
“Put me down!” She struggles.
An older couple in the corner gives us concerned looks.
Gripping Asia closer, I nod at them. “We’re newlyweds.”
“Oh!” Their faces crinkle into big smiles. “Congratulations.”
Asia leans over and bites my ear.
“Ow!” I holler.
She smirks at me. “What? You seemed to like when I did that last night.”
“You didn’t draw blood last night.” I frown as my ear throbs. “How old are you? Ten?”
