Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena definitely had some feelings about it - who wouldn't, given how sneaky he was, especially when he caught her off-guard like that! Feigning innocence, she said, "I was wasted last night. I don't remember a thing!"

"Oh, really?" Everett saw right through her little act and smirked. "I remember every detail, and I'd be happy to jog your memory." Then, he grabbed her chin and kissed her with intensity.

Selena's knees were weak, and her back ached - she couldn't handle his teasing any longer and had to plead for mercy.

"I remember now. Alright!"

But he wasn't ready to let her off easy, holding her firmly. "Remember what, exactly?"

Selena tried to wiggle free but couldn't escape, gasping, "I agreed... to start afresh with you..."

Everett's lips curved up, but he still held her in place. "What do you call me?"

"Everett, don't push it!" Selena snapped, clenching her teeth.

He chuckled softly, his hand venturing lower.

finally giving in

him 'hubby' particularly sweet before, but in that

to be his wife, fulfilling his desire

he helped her up and had her pick out his outfit for the

be the perfect Mrs. Bennett. The center offered courses on

could quickly put together

though he never complimented her, Everett was satisfied.

in so much effort to win her back after she threatened to leave. He struggled with his own discomforts until he was willing to make

frame, watching her busy figure, feeling a

wore only a nightgown,

to pick a watch from the glass cabinet. From his viewpoint, it was

darkened with intensity,

a watch

to ask Everett's opinion when his large hand had already found its way around her slim waist. The heat from his palm made

to give you a break,