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 to

never found her calling him 'hubby' particularly sweet before, but in

back to be his wife, fulfilling his desire for

off her feet again, he helped her

be the perfect Mrs. Bennett. The center offered courses on how to better serve

put together an

he never

win her back after she threatened to leave. He struggled with his own

with his arms crossed, leaning against the door frame, watching

wore only

a watch from the

with intensity,

selected a

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

you a break,