No one will find out about us if Vincent gets a say—and me honestly—because he still has a semi-crazy wife in his background waiting to pounce at any minute. Vincent hadn't been in a relationship with her long, but it didn't mean they hadn't been married for the last however many years. And the city rumor mill definitely won't care to hear his side of the story once the truth comes out.
"I don't care anymore, Mackenzie. We can't live our lives worried about what Tiffany is going to do. I won't risk losing you because she still wrongly believes she has a hold over my life."
I snuggle closer and his hand moves up my thigh, settling between my legs. "You're not going to lose me over Tiffany." At least not now that he finally opened up and told me the truth.
"How many orgasms will it take to get you to agree to this whole living together thing without complaining or making me eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?"