“I’ll draft the marriage agreement tomorrow,” I said, taking his hands into mine. “We’ll become one in business, work, and in love too.”

Ryle glanced at Lovie and she gestured to me. I pretended to be oblivious to their interactions.

“But…” I began and Ryle raised an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong?” He cupped my cheeks and I resisted the urge to recoil.

“Lovie introduced herself as your fiancée at my birthday, so… where does that leave me?”

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