Chapter Ten
Odelle stared at Roan for a long moment, and then reached into her purse for a cigarette. Roan waited, his heart thumping against his ribs. Odelle lit her cigarette and studied him.
“Why?”
Roan’s mouth hitched up in a smile. “Why else do people get married? I want to be your husband, of course.”
Odelle didn’t smile. “Roan, I think we both know this isn’t a love match. Why else would you be f*****g other women if it was?”
She had a point and Roan nodded. “I admit, I have been. I’m immature, Odelle, and that’s not an excuse. I can change.”
Odelle gave a snort of laughter. “Be honest, Roan. I marry you, you get my father’s money, and you’ll be back to your old ways within a year.” She sighed. “I deserve better. I deserve what your friend and that waitress have. Did you see t
