Natalie swallowed hard. His words, his unwavering determination and confidence in the one he would love, were overwhelming. A man like this must be desired by every woman.
"Understood?" he asked, pulling her back to reality.
She brushed his hand away to free her chin, offering him a cold glare. "Care to keep your distance? We're only pretending to be husband and wife for my grandpa's sake, not for you to get so close to me."
"Says the one who jumped on me last night," he retorted, stepping back.
His remark only fueled her anger. "You… that was an accident… I…"
"Good that you're aware we're just acting," he interrupted dismissively. "Because anyone could be my wife but you. You're off the chart."
Her brows knitted in frustration, thinking he was looking down on her.
