The Wrong Woman

Mila nestled into Nathan's chest, looked up at him, and whispered, “I'll call you General Morrison when we're on the military base, but when we're alone, I'll call you Nate, okay?"

Nathan held her waist and looked down at her. He was mesmerized by her tender gaze and sweet voice. "Alright," he agreed.

Mila smiled at him and asked, "So, where are we going now? Back to the base?"

"We're going back to Sudvilla,” Nathan replied.

"We're going back to the base tomorrow?" Mila asked.

"Aren“t we supposed to get a honeymoon period after we get married?" "Aren“t you swamped by work?"

“I don't have to do it all myself. I have assistants," Nathan said.

"But I'm very busy,” Mila teased.

Nathan replied with a

you spying on my

back of her head, his expression serious as he said, "Wanda, I have only one request of

it?" Mila

he said solemnly, "Promise

nodded. She met his eyes with sincerity as she vowed, "I'll never betray you. If I do,

widened in surprise and she pressed her hands to his chest. His

him away and pulled away. Pressing her lips together, she asked shyly, "What are you doing? We're

smiled as he took Mila's hand and opened the car door for her to get into the passenger seat. Once Mila was seated, Nathan leaned over to fasten her seatbelt, but she protested, “I can do it myself." With her seatbelt fastened, Nathan rested one hand on the passenger seat while gazing at Mila's flushed cheeks and rosy lips. Unable to resist the temptation, he leaned forward

a displeased tone, "Nate, what

allowed to kiss each other?" Nathan teased with a grin. "There are people everywhere. You should watch what you're doing, especially since our marriage is still a secret,”

people you want to keep it from, not my

is it a secret at all?" Mila

stroked her hair