Bride Of The eccentric CEO
Then she grinned—the most mischievous expression crossing her face.
“What?”
“If you call me sweetheart, do I get to call you something, ah, special,
too?”
“I’m not one for nicknames. What did you have in mind?” “Something simple.”
I could live with that. “Like?”
“Dick,” she stated with a straight face. “No.”
“Why not? It’s a short form of your name, and it, ah, suits you, on so many levels.”
I gave her a sharp look. I was sure she knew the nickname was attached to me in the industry and was trying to poke fun. “No. Pick something else.”
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