Page 46 of Be My Wife


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The office has gone completely still.

Levy’s eyes are about to pop out of his wrinkly face.

The secretary’s jaw hits the floor.

I blink rapidly.

This woman…

“We’ll continue this at home.” She winks.

I redden.

Damn.

She should have given me a little warning first.

I straighten. Fix my jacket. Try to regain my bearings. “Levy.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are we settled for today?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then I’ll be working outside the office.” And as far away from my temptress of a wife as possible.

Buttoning my jacket, I stride out of the room without looking back.

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Riley keeps staring at me like she expects me to sprout wings or something. Geez. I’m married now. That’s it. I’m not a half-bird, half-human hybrid.

Thankfully, the head secretary gives zero damns about me or my marital status. She calls me into her office and demands I work with her all through lunch.

Which is weird.

We normally break for lunch.

It’s as if she’s intentionally pulling me aside to spare me from the millions of questions my coworkers probably have. Or maybe she’s just a workaholic with no concept of time and I’m being naïve.

I’ve been known to see the best in people even to my own detriment.

Either way, I really appreciate the excuse to stay away from my peers. I can think fast on my feet, but I doubt I’ll be able to field so many eyes on me without some of the truth slipping out.

Fifteen minutes to one, I skirt past Riley’s desk, tiptoeing so my steps don’t make a sound while she’s on her call, and dip out to the elevator.

Thankfully, I board alone.

As I wilt against the wall, I think about Brogan’s reaction when I kissed his cheek earlier.

The flashing eyes.

The annoyed huff.

The angry growl at Levy.

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