Adam walked through the door, welcoming the blast of cold air. His head throbbed and he pinched the bridge of his nose, massaging the pain away. What had he gotten into? He didn’t want to get married. Never. Not after what he went through three years ago with his ex, Samantha. But, in a rush of emotions, he’d promised his grandfather to return with a wife. A wife. It sounded so laughable, he actually chuckled. His laugh, seemed to trigger the migraine again. He groaned, pressing hard against his forehead.
He was so damn tired. He should be in his apartment, on his bed, lounging. Bonus, if a woman was by his side on the bed. But he’d rushed out for a meeting. Meeting… right.
He looked up, running a hand over his face. And as his palm gave way to his eyes, they met another pair of eyes. If
