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Chapter 23

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Eve's POV

I woke up the morning after the wedding with my fingers still tangled in Devin's.

Sometime during the night, the careful distance between us had collapsed. My hand had found his and held on, and now the morning light was streaming through the windows and I could feel the warmth of his palm against mine. He was still asleep. His face was relaxed in a way it never was when he was awake. Without the careful control and the watchful eyes, he looked younger and softer like the boy I ha
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  • Married To My Gay Bestfriend    Chapter 31

    Eve's POVThe honeymoon was over and it was time to face Devin's grandfather.The Cresswell estate made my family home look like a modest cottage.We drove through iron gates that must have weighed several tons each and up a gravel driveway lined with ancient oaks whose gnarled branches formed a canopy overhead, blocking out the late afternoon sun. The house itself was a stone colossus that sprawled across the landscape like a crouching beast. It had turrets. Actual turrets as if someone in the Cresswell family had looked at a medieval castle and thought, yes, that seems appropriately intimidating."Your grandfather lives in a fortress," I said."He would have preferred a volcano, but the zoning laws wouldn't allow it."I laughed, but the sound died in my throat as we pulled up to the front entrance. A butler in full formal attire opened the car door, his spine ramrod straight, his expression so carefully blank it

  • Married To My Gay Bestfriend    Chapter 30

    Eve's POVI woke on the morning of my birthday with no expectations.That was the trick to surviving birthdays. If you expected nothing, you couldn't be disappointed when nothing arrived. It was a philosophy I had developed over years of forgotten dates and half hearted gifts, a protective armor I had learned to wear before I even understood what I was protecting myself from. My father once gave me a pen set meant for his secretary, still wrapped in the wrong paper with someone else's name crossed out on the tag. Delphine used the occasion to announce her engagement to a minor prince from a country I couldn't find on a map, her diamond glittering under the chandelier while I stood in the corner with a glass of warm champagne and a smile that made my cheeks ache. After that, I stopped mentioning my birthday altogether. I let it pass quietly, a date on the calendar that required nothing from anyone.But Devin had remembered.I stood in the

  • Married To My Gay Bestfriend    Chapter 29

    Devin's POV I woke before dawn on Eve's birthday with a plan I had been refining for weeks. She wasn't big on birthdays. She had told me once, years ago, that her father forgot her sixteenth birthday entirely and Delphine had used the occasion to announce her own engagement to a minor European aristocrat. After that, Eve stopped expecting anything from anyone on the day she was born. She treated it like a regular Tuesday, ordered takeout, and refused to let me make a fuss. But this year was different. This year she was my wife, even if she didn't know how much I wished that word were real. And I was going to make this birthday one she would remember. I slipped out of bed while she was still sleeping, her dark hair spread across the pillow, her face relaxed in a way it never was when she was awake. The villa was quiet. The sea was a sheet of hammered silver in the early light. I made coffee and reviewed my checklist one more time. The flowers were arranged. I had spent an hour the

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    Devin’s POVI was losing my mind.Five days into the honeymoon, and I had taken more cold showers than I had in the entire previous year. Eve was everywhere either in a bikini or in a towel. When she decided to wear clothes, she would peel her dress off in the middle of the bedroom while I sat there like a stunned animal, my phone clattering to the floor because my hands had stopped working.She had to know. There was no way she didn't know. The woman was brilliant and observant and she had spent years reading people's motives. She had to see what she was doing to me.But if she knew, she wasn't letting on. She just smiled that innocent smile and asked if I was feeling okay and suggested I might need to hydrate more. As if water was going to fix the problem of my wife wandering around in lingerie that should have been classified as a weapon.Every night was the same exquisite torture. She would curl up against me in bed, her body soft and

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    Eve’s POVThe seduction campaign continued for three more days.I had become shameless. Every morning I paraded around the villa in increasingly skimpy outfits. Tiny shorts and cropped tops. Bikinis that were more string than fabric. A silk robe that kept slipping off one shoulder no matter how many times I adjusted it. Devin's eyes followed me everywhere, and he thought I didn't notice, but I did. I noticed everything.I noticed the way his hands tightened on his coffee cup when I walked into the kitchen in nothing but a towel, the ceramic nearly cracking under his grip. I noticed the way his jaw clenched when I leaned over him to point at something in a guidebook, giving him an unobstructed view down my top, and how he held himself so rigidly still that he barely seemed to breathe. I noticed the way he excused himself to take showers at odd hours. Late at night, when he thought I was asleep. Early in the morning, before the sun had fully risen. And once

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