“What good is having a sexy as-sin girlfriend if she makes you go out solo? I want a trophy wife that men can hate me for.” He raises a brow my way with that devilish wink before turning back to the road and so very handsome with full-on concentration.

“I may have to hurt you,” I warn with a low tone and steady deadpan gaze on his face. Not impressed with pretty much telling me he wants bimbo arm candy for a girlfriend, only as an ego boost.

“Well, we both know I like ...