“You’re beginning to try my patience, asshole,” Adrian finally growls. I’m surprised he lasted as long as he did.
“Stay out of it, mountain man,” William snaps. “She’s marrying me, not you.”
Adrian laughs and lifts my left hand. “I’m afraid you’re wrong there. She’s already married to me.” He flattens his hand on my stomach and pats it. “And there’s a solid chance she’s already carrying my baby inside her.”
It’s hard for me not to laugh at the look on William’s face. He jerks his wide-eyed gaze to me again. “Is that true, Blair? Did you marry this man?”
“It’s true.” I spin around in his arms, rise onto my tiptoes, grab his bearded face, and kiss him like I mean it.
“What the fuck for?” William shouts.
When I drop back onto my feet, Adrian keeps his arms wrapped around me. “Because I love him.”
“How long have you known him? A day?”
I giggle as I turn back around. I feel lighter by the minute. William’s face is turning red, and the more I inform him, the more weight is lifted off my shoulders. “I know him a fuck of a lot better than I know you, and you were willing to marry me. Instead of marrying for money, I chose love.”
“You sound ridiculous, Blair.”
“That may be, but I’m married. Go home.” I’m so over William and his antics that I barely glance at him.
“You’ll get it annulled.”
“I will not.” I pat my husband’s hand on my stomach. I really hope I’m already pregnant. “Besides, considering how many times we’ve consummated our marriage, I’d say Adrian is right. He’s probably planted his seed.”
There are snickers from Adrian’s brothers. I don’t care. It’s not like they don’t know we’ve been fucking night and day. It doesn’t embarrass me. What would embarrass me would be to spend my life pretending I’m having sex with a man who never touches me. That’s just depressing.
“So this is about fucking?” William shouts.
Luckily, there are no kids around. At least one or two of the women are not standing at my back. I’m not sure who. Someone is with the kids. Probably in the main house.
“Is that it? You found a boy toy? Does he make your blood pump because he’s got all those muscles?”
“Watch it, man,” Adrian retorts. “I don’t appreciate you talking to my wife with that language or that tone.”
William tips his head back and cackles. “Blair, do you think I give a fuck who you sleep with on the side? Because I don’t. Keep your sidepiece. I certainly intend to have my own. We get married. We smile for the cameras. We merge our companies. After that, do what you want. If the occasional weekend in the mountains, rolling around in the dirt with this lumberjack, gets your rocks off, go for it.”
Wow. I don’t even have a response to that. He’s living in another dimension. I didn’t realize what a fucking idiot William is.
Adrian speaks through gritted teeth. “Get back in your SUV and drive away before I lose my temper, asshole. You heard my wife. She’s married to me. She’s never leaving my side, and certainly not to play house with someone like you. I feel sorry for you. What a sad existence you live. Find some other way to get that merger done. It’s not going to be by using Blair as a pawn for your financial gain.”
William stares at me. “Are you going to listen to some loser who lives off-grid. Some buff piece of meat you met two or three days ago?”
“Yes.”
William’s face is beet red. “You can’t do this, Blair. Your parents will have you committed. You’ve lost your mind.”
“They can try,” Adrian responds. “But they will never succeed. Blair is perfectly sane and happy.”
“I’ve never been as clear-headed as I am now that I’ve gotten away from the money game.”
“He won’t be able to support you in the manner you’re accustomed, Blair.” William is grasping at straws. He’s pulling out everything he can find, desperate to see what might stick.
Adrian cackles this time. “You are so wrong, asshole. I have more money than the Snyders and the Sanfords combined. You should have done your homework before you showed up.”
William takes a step back, jaw open. He looks around. “Who the fuck are you people?”
“Ever heard of JNG Enterprises?” Adam asks as he comes closer, closing ranks. I feel the energy shift in the air. The Gallants are losing their patience.