No Billionaire, I Am Already Married (completed)

aporates instantly. "Don't mind Hunter," he says, tightly.

two of them. Scott's twitching jaw confirms it. I smile awkwardly, an

king that it's Holt. Suddenly, I feel cowed in a very different way. I can't move my eyes in his direction, afraid of what my expression wil

his words in a pulse point on my inner thighs, "as he has repeatedly

" Scot

ty to lash back. "And you'

re." Samuel shifts his body,

r piece you mentioned came out of a heightened public distrust of the college entrance process, and while it was set off by a celebrity scandal, Brystin us

that don't often make the headlines. Without using comedy or sensationalism, which we all know is near impossible these days. Brystin's segments on homelessness and infrastructure were two of my f

n't miss the flare of Hunter's nostrils. "

use I can mak

have the distinct impression tha

" Samuel s

r's back. "I have something I've been meaning

r away, but he goes willingly, and

e except for

nce feels like stars underneath my skin,

to look up. Have to look at him. He ensnares my gaze instantly, and my heart does

s a business shake, but also not. Another secret, the way he runs his thumb along m

." Though, cl

that thought, my

er since? Either way, he is familiar with my work. Or he's a

al. So why am I as ter

el seems back to the jovial mood he'd be

on that we'd briefly gotten stuck, and that

at to my face. I wonder if we'll be stuck in here long e

say something. "He c

'm an

now that I realize he's still holding my

s, really looking at

ng me of his presence. Reminding me

Michael's shoulder. "Have you m

ir of possessiveness. It's odd coming from him. He was the one who decided we didn't need to

y to be protective of their wife around someone who is

ected by Holt's defense of my work

't show it. "You did some freelance at SNC in the past, didn't y

aps, you'll think about workin

for a horrific moment, I wonder if he's goin

"I'd love to. But we're

y want. The women are just extra weight. I feel unnecessarily guilty, and have to clench my ja

y to get me in. Let Mic

n the matter, Holt speaks. "Hold on, Dad.

d

ights sitting at the kitchen table, hou

tually. Brystin and I. We'd love

reason we wed in the first pla