“We need to talk about earlier.”
He’d known he wouldn’t get away with it. He should have sat her down and explained the pros and cons of them being married. It would make life so much easier, and she was a sensible woman, she would see that.
His head came up as he regretfully stopped the sensual trail his mouth had been intent on. She wriggled as she tried to move and he let out a groan as she rubbed her sweet ass against his hard cock. He let her go and let her put some distance between them.
“Listen, Ava, I know I should have done it better and not just blurted it out. But surely you must see it makes perfect sense for us to be married. You won’t need a visa anymore, and our son will benefit from having both parents around. It’s the perfect arrangement.
He knew he had made some sort of mistake when her eyes turned into shards of green ice, and she crossed her arms over her chest, her toes tapping as she glared at him. He was a complete twat, but all he could do was appreciate the way her crossed arms pushed her boobs up so that the creamy swells showed and rendered him stupid.
He saw her eyes follow his gaze and she immediately dropped her hands and put them on her hips.
“An arrangement?” she asked in a deadly tone, that would have made Lucy proud.
He was feeling on the back foot now and didn’t like it, so he stood and mirrored her pose. “Yes,” he answered, but it came out as more of a question than a statement which pissed him off even more.
“Wow. Just wow! Just when I thought your douchebaggery couldn’t get any worse, you go and surpass yourself.” She started to walk back and forth across the small expanse of his office.
“Be reasonable Ava,” he implored, and she swung a furious gaze to his.
“Reasonable you say? Okay. Go ahead, tell me why I’m being unreasonable,” she demanded.
He was getting angry now, but he could still appreciate that she was sexier than hell when she was mad. It made him want to kiss the sass right off her mouth. He moved closer to her but didn’t touch her, for fear he would do just that.
“I have a sizeable bank account, a good business, well, when people aren’t trying to kill me, and I can provide for you and Riley. He needs a father, and I want to be there to raise my son. I have a right.”
“Fuck you, Zack. I can do all that myself. I won’t deny you access to see Riley, we don’t have to be married for that,” she finished in a near shout.
“What about sex?”
“What about it? If I want sex, I’ll have sex. You don’t have to be married for that either, and I’ve had offers,” she threw out.
She was pushing every button he had now. “What do you mean, you’ve had offers?” He didn’t like the idea of that one fucking little bit.
“Do you think nobody can replace the great Zack Cunningham?” she hissed.
In one second flat, he had her pressed against the door of his office, her arms pinned above her head.
“None of them will make you scream like I can,” he whispered as his breath skimmed her ear. He felt her pulse flutter.
“Wanna bet?” she gritted out as her body betrayed her.
He smiled at her, then a slow sexy smile. “Sure baby. I tell you what, if I can make you scream and beg for me to fuck you, then I win and you marry me. If you can resist, then I’ll agree to whatever you want with regards to access.” Zack had absolutely no intention of fucking losing their bet.
“Fine. Now, will you get off me?”
“Oh, no baby. This is just the beginning,” he said, and then he kissed her. It wasn’t a soft kiss. It was hard and bruising, marking her as his. He played her like an instrument that only he could play and he felt her yield to him. As he heard the first hum from her throat, he pulled away. It cost him every ounce of willpower he had, but he did it because he wasn’t going to lose this bet, and if he had to play dirty he would.
“I think I won the first-round sweet cheeks,” he said and released her. If looks could kill, he’d be a rotting corpse right now. He tried not to smile as he watched her twirl on her heel and walk out the room.
For the first time since the whole Zin fiasco had happened, Zack felt invigorated and confident. He would beat these motherfucking Divine Watchers and then he was going to marry his woman, and not necessarily in that order.