Page 33 of The CEO
He held up an index finger and waved it in front of her face. “No cursing. We agreed not to incase Lilly was listening.”
Bree widened her eyes. “She’s a baby.”
“You agreed.”
She narrowed her eyes and flared her nostrils. “Fine, but you know what I was going to say, and it had nothing to do with your birth or your parentage. I happen to love your parents, but they were asking some uncomfortable questions today.”
He furrowed his brows. “What kind of questions?”
She shrugged. “Oh, just things like when are we giving Lilly a brother or sister?”
Holding Lilly with one arm, he then ran his free hand back and forth over his hair.
Bree almost laughed because his hair was now sticking up all over. Definitely not the look for a billionaire CEO of one of the biggest holding companies in the world. If he could acquire Danvers, then Kincaid Holdings would be the biggest in the country and maybe the world. She knew he had a lot riding on his acquisition of Danvers. “I married you because I want children. You needed a wife for your acquisition of Danvers. Let’s not make it more than it is. A marriage of convenience, nothing more. I won’t go looking for another husband. You know I don’t believe in divorce, and I won’t be separated from Lilly. If you want to seek sex outside of our marriage, do so. You have my permission, but I’d prefer it if you didn’t have any more accidents or come home with a disease. That’s all I ask.” She turned away, sat at her desk, and booted up her computer. She looked up at Adam. “Was there anything else you needed?”
He gritted his teeth. “No.”
She saw the anger he was keeping tamped. It showed in his eyes. But she wouldn’t back down. He could be as angry with heras he liked, because the only thing she cared about was Lilly. As long as their battle didn’t affect her, she was fine with whatever this turned out to be.
The minute it impacted their little girl was the minute she would end it, however that might be.
Bree lefther clothes in Adam’s room for the time being. Only taking things for tomorrow and her nightgown and robe for that night. She went into her bathroom and prepared for bed.
When she came back out, she couldn’t believe her eyes.
Adam was in her bed, bare chested, with the blankets bunched around his waist. He wore glasses and read a book.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
He didn’t look up. “Reading.”
She snorted. “Not that you ass. What are you doing in my bed?”
He waved a finger. “No cursing. Remember we agreed.”
“We agreed to that when Lilly was around.” She waved an arm, taking in the entire room.
Adam laid his open book on his lap and looked up. “Well, the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, so Mohammed has come to the mountain. You’re my wife, and I intend to sleep with my wife. You prefer here, so this is where I’ll sleep.”
She felt unbelievably frustrated. “You can’t be serious.” She knew he was, but didn’t have any idea how to move him.
He narrowed his eyes and clasped his hands on top of the book. “I am…deadly serious.”
“Well, I’m not sleeping here if you are. I’ll sleep in your room.”
He closed his book and set it on the nightstand. “Good. Let’s go.” He got out of bed wearing only his boxers.
“Without you.” His chest was hard muscle with definite six-pack abs. She knew from cuddling with him last night. She forced herself to look away and concentrate on his eyes.
From the bed, he waved an index finger from side to side. “It doesn’t work that way. I’m sleeping with my wife, wherever she sleeps.”
Bree closed her eyes and fisted her hands before opening them again. “You are so annoying.”
He grinned like a loon. “I know. I’ve been perfecting it the last couple of years. How do you think I’m doing? Too annoying? Not enough? I want to make sure it’s just right.”
“You are always too much.”
He walked over and stood in front of her. Soft hands pushed an errant strand of hair behind her ear. “I would prefer not to be, but I have no choice. You haven’t given me a choice in the matter. What if you’re already pregnant? What then? You know I’ll never let you go, don’t you?”
