Yvonne's POV
“Our first date, I asked you about your education and you told me you didn’t have a degree. You lied.”
I shook my head. “No, I didn’t. I don’t have a degree. You didn’t ask if I went to college, you asked if I had a degree.”
“You purposely lied. I thought you said you were a shitty liar. It seems like you did a bang-up job that time,” he growled.
“Relax. It isn’t a big deal.”
“I need to know everything there is to know about you. My brother knows you better than I do!”
I shook my head. “It’s a fake engagement. It doesn’t matter.”
He scooted a little closer to me, pulling my body across the seat to press against his. I looked up at him, wondering what he was about.
“I need to know everything there is to know about the mother of my child, the future heir to the Litt Grou
