The CEO's Untamed Contract Bride
So I sat, all the way at the far end of the couch, leaving plenty of space between us.
She glanced at the TV, then back at me, still smiling. “This show is ridiculous, but I can’t stop watching. They fight, they make up, they fight again.”
I gave a small nod, keeping my voice even.
Elena pulled her legs up under her, the robe riding up another inch. She did not fix it. “Damon and I have known each other a long time. Since right after his father passed. We’ve been through a lot together. Late nights, big wins, tough losses. It builds a certain… comfort, you know?”