The Billionaire's Heiress Returns
I asked, looking at both of them.
“We are going to make sure the paparazzi have a seat at the table,” Jacob said with a smirk and I smiled.
“There is one more thing left, a wedding is supposed to happen tomorrow. Something has to happen,” Martin said and I nodded.
“You are right, and I know the most perfect way to make that happen,” I said, looking at Jacob.
“Are we getting married?” he asked.
“No,” I blurted out immediately, my heart racing as the word hung in the air like a thunderclap.