His Rejected Wife: The Billionaire’s Regret
she replied, holding tight to me, and I inhaled sharply, letting her warmth envelope me.
“Should we have movie night?” I asked her, and she nodded, moving away from me.
“Let’s order pizza and make poor decisions,” she said, and I smiled, unable to stop myself.
The rest of the day blurred with us ordering pizza for dinner, and we spent the rest of the day watching Breaking Bad, all cuddled up on the couch, but my eyes kept drifting to the watch. Vaughn wasn’t back, and it was already nine in the evening.
“You know you can call him, right?” Sienna asked, and I shook my head; I was not sure I wanted to do that.
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