Alpha's Surrogate Wife
“I’m not concerned about turning his head. Besides, I think I’m a little too broken apart to even think about sex right now.”
“Please, I’ve had sex with a full body cast on. All he had to do was carve a hole—”
“Joy,” Maggie said, clearing her throat. “Perhaps we can skip the visual?”
Joy cackled. “Right. Sorry. Anyway, what I’m trying to point out is that no matter how much the Second Prince is smitten with you, smelling like garbage would turn off any man.”
“Okay, I let the first insult go, but now you’re just being mean.” I sigh. “And Ansel is not smitten with me, Joy.”