Falling For My Husband
Bo sighed, a small smile playing on his full lips, shaking his head.
“And you?” I nudged Xavier’s shoulder, tipsy and cheeks warm, as if I’m near a fireplace. I bit my lip, reaching for his hand, tracing the prominent veins on it. “What are you good at?”
“He’s all of this,” Lu replied once again, pointing towards himself, Diego and Bo, “combined.”
“And the bank,” Diego butted in, which filled the lounge with our laughter.
I hummed, enjoying my time with them, leaning into Xavier. “Pesky bastard,” I mumbled to myself, but Xavier caught it.
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