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He cuts off when my door slams open, and a whirlwind of color flies through it. Misty’s looking down at where I’m sitting at my desk. Her chest rises and falls in rapid succession, and her hair is a wild storm of colorful curls.
“I’ll marry you. But I have my own conditions.”
Fuck. She’s beautifully terrifying. I raise a solitary brow. “Is that so?”
“First, we keep this private. I don’t want it splashed all over the news. You can tell your lawyers and your family to meet whatever requirements you need to.”
“People will notice if I’m not actively looking for a wife.”
“Which is why you’re going to keep going on dates.”
The muscles in the back of my neck leading into my hairline clench, hating the idea she’d be okay with me dating other women. I’m not fucking okay with it. I rein myself in. “What other requests do you have?”
“They aren’t requests. If you want me to marry you, this is the way it will be.”
I unclench my teeth. “Alright. What’s your second one?”
She straightens, lifting her chin, but I don’t miss the way her hands fidget in the pleats of her skirt. “No sex.”
I let out an exasperated sigh. “Nymph, that’s not possible?—”
“Do you want to marry me?”
“Yes,” I answer immediately.
“Then make it possible.” She crosses her arms over her chest, and I wonder if she realizes how fucking adorable it makes her.
“As you wish,” I respond, standing from behind my desk and stepping toward her.
She doesn’t move as I eat the distance between us, not stopping until the leather of my shoes touches hers. “I agree not to fuck you until you beg for it.”
She sucks in an audible breath, a pretty pink flush covering the tops of her breasts.
“That’s not going to happen.” There’s a tremble to her voice, and I don’t believe it has anything to do with fear.
I run my thumb along her cheek and lift her chin with my fingers until she looks at me. “We’ll see.”
“My last condition is that it’s over in one year. That’s long enough to meet your grandfather’s condition. Not a minute longer.”
I bite the tip of my thumb, watching as her ears turn red. I want to fight her on this, but it’s not like she can get away from me anyway. “Fine. Anything else?”
She leans into my palm for a millisecond before snapping herself out of it and taking a step back, breaking the contact. “Can you make it happen this afternoon?”
“I’ll see you then, wife.” I nod and let her flee.
I return to my desk and throw back the remainder of my whiskey. I can’t help my smile.
“Fuck, man. How blue are your balls going to be?” Bash breaks the silence.
I’d forgotten about my three brothers, who are now all smirking at me.
“Are we invited to the nuptials?” Xander adds playfully.
“No, thanks. He probably wants to bond her in blood.”
I end the call with them and lean back in my chair, a thrill glowing in my chest.
A few more hours and she’ll be mine.
