“I…I am so sorry about that.”
“Yeah,” he muttered nonchalantly. “I barely remember them anyway.”
“And why is someone like you still single?” I couldn’t stop myself from blurting that out because honestly, how the f**k was someone like him single anway? “Sorry…I overstepped…” I added as he raised a brow at me.
“Are you trying to confirm if I am gay?” he smirked, folding his arms across his chest. “Like your friend suspected?” My face heated up, and I reflexively bit my lip, averting my gaze. So he did hear that.
Damn you, Tess.
“I am not gay…Gianna,” Maximus breathed, leaning close enough that his minty breath fanned my face. “Had you not been married…I would have gladly proven that to you.” I blinked at him.
Was he saying what I think he was saying?
“What?” I croaked.
“I am single
