Page 22 of His to Love

“Coming.” I made my way to the door then opened it.

His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. “You—um, damn, girl—you look—well, uh,” he stammered. ”Okay, I’ll just say it. Alexa, you look sexy as hell.”

Blushing, my entire body heated. “You picked all this stuff out. I just put it on.” Looking into his eyes, I had to let him know one thing, “You’ve got great taste, by the way.” I fingered my necklace. “Thank you for the jewelry, it’s the most beautiful and expensive thing anyone has ever given to me.”

He ran his hand over my shoulder, whispering huskily, “It all pales in comparison to your beauty, Mrs. Nash. I mean that, too. I don’t want you to think that I’m saying these things for any other reason than that I mean them. After all, there’s no one around that we’re trying to fool right now.”

Patton had never looked at me the way he did just then. I wasn’t sure what that meant. He’d said before that the marriage wouldn’t be real. But what did that really mean?

I had the idea that he did expect some things to be the same as they were in a legitimate marriage—and in that moment, I was perfectly fine with that. “Patton, I will be a good wife to you, I promise you. I will be all a wife is supposed to be.”

Blinking, he seemed stunned for a moment. “We’re not going to have sex. I would never expect that of you—would never do that to you, Alexa.”

Not even if I ask nicely?