A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 19

Hannah

Working the dough for the bread we will have for dinner, I glance at Jake as he focuses on putting frosting on the cupcakes we made. I smile at the view of a brutish guy liking to bake..

Out of all three brothers, Jake is the giant. Tobias is lean with a tapered, beautiful waist. He is the tallest and the oldest. Mark is broader but still thinner than Jake, who looks like the hulk.

They are all good-looking, though. But I obviously prefer the one I married above all.

“You think the blue frosting looks good?” Jake asks in his deep bass voice and glances at me. We have made friends over baking. Despite him being the silent type, we are an excellent team. Also, he is not that reserved once you get him to open up.

“The frosting roses you made look beautiful, Jake”

Jake’s nostrils flare in satisfaction. “Thank you…

I smile up at him and continue battering the bread. The counter is high up, but I’m managing.

I’m kneading the rough dough and putting all my strength into it. If I pretend it’s Tobias’s face, it goes. easier. I’m irritated with him… again. How can he think everything I do is fake? I’m not acting and pretending to be nice! I like him!

“Hmm, looks like Mrs. Booker and Mrs. Dalton are at it again,” I look up, and Jake nods at the window. Tobias is the oldest, so he has to put up with the elderly women around the block flirting with him… that and the fact he is pretty, I guess.”

I laugh. “Did you just call your brother pretty?”

“Have you seen him?” Jake snorts, and there is a tiny smirk on his lips while he continues making roses out of blue frosting. “Mark and I constantly bullied Tobias despite him being the oldest.”

“Bullying him?” I’m listening now. I want to learn more about Tobias; luckily, Jake is a willing talker.

“Yeah, Tobias has always been a pompous ass-I’m surprised he knows how to use the lawnmower. But don’t get me wrong, I love my brother. However, it doesn’t change the fact that the pretty boy over there. was born with a silver spoon in his hand. He is spoiled.”

I glance outside the window. Tobias is talking to the two older ladies, and they are laughing at something he said. Probably louder than necessary, and my lips twist into an amused smile when I catch one of them checking out his abs.

“I hope they know he is married,” I joke.

ring him if I were you,” Jake’s expression tells me he isn’t joking, and his eyes roam over my face,

smile at him while raking my brain for what to say. Remembering my first

than a tomato by now. “I kind of walked in on Tobias when he was… you

saw everything, didn’t you? That’s why you married

can assure you

Nope. Jake is in his own world. He is wearing a thoughtful expression, and then he makes this hesitating “Hmm”

“What?” I ask.

time talking to people…” he is wearing a blush right now, and I find it strangely endearing since he looks

think I’m

then tilts his head.

“Eighteen.”

shit… you’re right, I’m twenty-two, those blue eyes of his roam over my face. thoughtfully. “So my brother found another

just don’t hurt him…” he glances at Tobias, who is now mowing the lawn with an audience.

ladies

“Nope…”

I don’t plan on

Jake’s features, and he places a hand on my shoulder, staring into my eyes. Tobias isn’t as cold as he might seem. I don’t know the full story of Sarah, but my brother became quiet and withdrawn after the divorce.

I had anything to do with that, I smile at Jake and take the compliment.

if he won’t accept any other truth and then returns to

again, and once I’ve rolled the first balls, Jake gives me an oven tray. In the background, I hear Winnie laughing since she

sure your mom won’t mind me wearing

cares? Now, get in position and let me snap a

glances over his shoulder, and I notice a frown on his lips. He seems irritated that his twin gets to play with Winnie,

Winnie?” I casually ask while

“Does it matter?”

doesn’t even sound embarrassed, which is remarkable. He is a man who stands

him.

from his cupcakes. “Everyone knows, but not Winnie herself, and I don’t plan