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"You’re my wife; you’ll have to move in with me. We’ll share the same suite—"
"But—"
"We’ll have our own rooms."
"So we won’t share the same bed?" she says slowly.
"I sleep best on my own."
She locks her fingers together. "Can I think about it?"
"Afraid time is running out." I pull back the sleeve of my shirt and look at my watch. "My grandfather wants me married within the week."
"The week?" she squeaks.
"Is that a problem?"
"It’s just… Things are moving very quickly, and I haven’t said 'yes' yet."
Not that she has a choice, given her father has already committed her to the marriage. She knows it. I know it. But I’m enough of a gentleman to play along...for now. If an illusion of having a choice is what it takes for her to say yes, then I’m more than happy to humor her.
I tap my fingers on my thigh. "What are you waiting for?"
"I... I have some questions." She shuffles her feet.
"Shoot." I settle back in my seat.
"Why did you bring me to this club?"
"So you’d be aware of the inclinations of the man you’ll be marrying."
"You mean BDSM?"
Not bad, she managed to get out the words without fumbling over the vocabulary.
"Among other things."
"You wanted to show me your needs are…a little extreme?"
I can’t stop my lips from twitching. "Those are your words, not mine."
"So this was a test?"
"Maybe?" I yawn.
"Why hire me as your assistant?" The wrinkle between her eyebrows deepens.
I want to lean forward and smooth out her brow a-n-d nope, not going there.Why do I feel so compelled to soothe away her worries?I set my jaw. "I told you already. You needed a job. I did need an assistant. Besides, what better way for you to find out more about my habits than working with me in such close proximity?"
She rubs at her temple. "But when did you decide you wanted to marry me? Did you know about my father having business troubles already? Did you—" She searches my face. "You knew who I was when we met at Gio’s place."
I nod.
She firms her lips. "You’ve been planning this since then?"
"When I met you, I needed an assistant. You’re trusted by my friends. And I trust my friends, so it felt right to offer you the job. Turns out, I also need a wife, and—"
"You decided I fit that role, too?"
