A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 18

Hannah

This morning is something special. I squeeze my coffee cup in my hands while my eyes wake up a little more by the second. Tobias is working out shirtless in the kitchen. I have no idea why he chose this room, but…

Wow.

It’s impossible not to look at his body… or gawk. I’ve never seen a man this in shape outside the TV, if you don’t count the jocks at college. But even then, I haven’t been this close to them.

But Tobias is right there, lifting from the ground with each push-up, and he is only wearing a pair of white boxers.

That ass…

I swallow thickly and let my eyes linger. Tobias’s ass looks great, his thighs are thick, and his calves are defined. Aside from working, he must spend hours in the gym.

Aren’t I lucky to be tapping that?

As I daydream, Tobias looks over his shoulders and catches me eyeballing his ass, which makes me freeze. It’s too late to look away, and I’m mortified when a smirk works into his face.

“Enjoying the view?”

I shyly look away from him. His eyebrows are raised, but I pretend to be more interested in a painting on the wall. “I just spaced out… I’m a filthy liar, but I must save my skin.

“Ah, of course,” Tobias stands up. He walks to one of the cabinets to grab a glass and fill it with water.” Tell me if you need me in another position for the next time you… space out.”

Whoa, hold up!

He doesn’t believe me?!

“I did space out!”

“Mhm, space out while thinking about me?”

My cheeks burn. “You little-“I stop there because I don’t know what else to add, and Tobias laughs.

“Are you calling me little?”

“S-so what if I did?!” I manage and stand up from my chair when Tobias comes lumbering closer.

His lips are amused as he looks down at me. “We have a problem. It seems someone is getting sassy

with me.”

I stroll past his shirtless form because I need water. Did someone raise the temperature in here? It’s sizzling hot.

“I’m not sassy…” I mutter.

“You are,” Tobias says from behind. “Is it because I should have given you some sex this morning? Is that

it?”

“What?!” I shriek. “No, not at all!” But I wouldn’t have complained.

else bothering you

standing right behind me, and I shudder before forcing courage into my voice. “No. Nothing

down your neck? I’m not

practically surrounded by him, and when I turn around, I stare

look away, spitting out some of my water. It runs

Tobias deadpans but keeps his playful tone. “I don’t know

I clear my throat when I realize I’m staring Uhm… don’t you have

not going to focus

“Oh, I see…”

intense green eyes of his move over my face. “What

processes this while keeping a smile on his face.

you?” I blink. “What would we do? Is he asking for

brothers and I plan to cook her a nice dinner. She isn’t home now, so it

chef,” he smiles. “Mark doesn’t know how to cook or bake. He is only interested in hockey and photography. But Jake loves baking. So maybe you

his family members. He is probably only inviting me because he needs me to bake

and Mark going to do, huh? You can’t just

contributing too. I will probably mow my mother’s lawn and ask Mark

up at

are bags with cake stuff in the trunk, and I’m holding a large

up at the blue two-story house surrounded by similar houses. “It’s not a mansion, but my mother hates it when I try to spoil her,” I look at him, and his eyes

smile. “Your

dad, but I think he beats my mother. She always has new bruises whenever I see her, but since she doesn’t want to admit

if

by a tap on his window. We both turn around, and a younger version of Tobias

coming out or

eyes. “The brother without patience

mean the hottest

laughs a dry “Ha…” and opens the door. “Mark is

out of the car and watch Mark and Tobias do a bro hug-they embrace each other and do

“You made it!”

“Sure did!”

you brought your

“Yes, and be nice to

implying I’m

exactly, but both are tall with the same build. Gorgeous faces, although Mark’s eyes are blue instead of green. He also has darker hair and not the same rich

but Tobias is the most beautiful and the tallest. Mark looks more like a brute, and while he is lean, I can tell his muscles are larger, probably

down with intense eyes trying to read me. “You won’t

Tobias growls. “Mark-”

even though my heart is racing, I mimic Mark’s stance by crossing my arms over my chest. “I’m not looking to

“Good answer! Welcome to

what is going on, Mark picks me off the ground-it seems rough-hugging is a family trait. My legs are by Mark’s knees, and

how

and once I’m back on the ground, I get a chance to look at him. It’s the third brother,

he

but I can tell the tease in it. “Did you just roll

change from my pajamas before I saw your car rolling in,”

hugging me, he shoves a gigantic hand toward me and blinks down at me with, once again, that trademark intensity the brothers share -I think the intimidation gene runs in