Kayla
“How dare you make all these decisions without my consent?” I snarled, furious.
Nicholas simply chuckled and approached me, lifting his hand as if to tilt my chin upward, but I dodged him, stepping back just enough to evade his touch. “Answer me.”
He paused, clearly surprised, but then shrugged one shoulder. “Forgive my impulsiveness,” he said with a faint smirk. “I learned it from a pesky woman who jumped into my car wearing a wedding dress and bossed me around like she was the queen.”
“Your memory is pretty good,” I retorted with a huff. “But you still haven’t answered my question.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Look, I know you’re not thrilled that I just sprang that all on you, but you and I both know that this partnership is… mutually beneficial.” He gestured betwee
