Contents ( 33)
- Table of Contents
- The Forgotten Wife
- Copyright
- More Books
- About the Book
- Author’s note
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Epilogue
- Playlist for the book
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I nodded and allowed the man to escort me out of the apartment I now shared with Luna, and to his car which was parked in the spot just in front. “Where are we going anyway?”
“I’m taking you to dinner at Canoe,” he murmured as he helped me into the car.
“Canoe?” I whispered. I’d always wanted to go there but had never had the opportunity before. I clapped my hands excitedly. “Yay!”
Tucker laughed. “I see it doesn’t take much to please you.”
“Seriously? This will be an experience. I’ve been dying to try the place out.”
“You’ll love it,” he insisted.
“Oh, you’ve been before?” Tucker turned away from me and concentrated on driving, his only answer was a slight nod of his head. Of course, he had been there before, he was a damn billionaire. Well, he would be when he took over all of his family’s businesses, but still, the man was not hurting for money even with his status being what it was. Plus, there was the fact that he dated. A lot. To be sure, he had taken more than one date to the esteemed restaurant to impress them. Just the thought of being one of many made me have to fight off all the ugly little insecurities threatening to plague me.
“Well, at least I dressed well enough for a place like that,” I mentioned, while trying to change the subject. “It’s actually somewhat difficult to get ready for a date when you have no clue where you’re going.”
“Well, you did a fantastic job, but for the record, I would have taken you there no matter what you wore.”
“So, if you showed up and I was completely naked, you would have still taken me to Canoe, no questions asked?”
“Are you really ready for the answer to what I’d do with you if I showed up and you were naked?” I hummed my response as I thought about the possible answers. “Whatever you’re imagining is probably wrong.”
“Yeah?” I questioned. “Well, that’s a damn shame then.” It was a tease, and one I wasn’t sure I was ready to back up, but I couldn’t seem to help myself.
Tucker hissed out a breath and then laughed. “I’m trying to be a good guy here, for a change, and you aren’t making that very easy.”
“Maybe this is how I get my revenge for our subpar first start together?” Again, I was teasing.
“I really hoped that ‘fresh start’ meant just that and there weren’t any hidden agendas for either of us anymore.” His response was far too serious and made me feel somewhat bad for making light of everything.
“Sorry, obviously too soon to joke about it,” I admitted.
“Is that your coping mechanism? You use humor?”
“Nah, mostly, my deflection game is on point. The bad jokes are actually a side effect of my shitty sense of humor.”
Tucker laughed. “Somehow I doubt your sense of humor is that bad.”