My Fake Husband Wants A Threesome
“No, there is no need. I do not need a tour now.”
“You do not?”
“No,” he says, his hands in his pockets, looking far too pleased for a man who was just found in a closet. “Any part of this building I need to learn, I will learn from you. During our fake relationship.”
I fold my arms. “Is that so? You think you have this all figured out.”
He moves closer, his voice dropping so low it sends a feeling right through me. “I do not think it. I know it.”
“Stop,” I say, feeling my face get warm. “I have not even agreed to this fake relationship idea yet.”