“What are you thinking about?” Adrian asked, holding his chin on his palms and elbows on the desk.
“I… don’t think it’s a good idea.” I said timidly as he shot his eyebrows in surprise.
“I mean… you have a girlfriend.” Hastily, I glanced up in his eyes which held humor.
Then he burst out laughing.
“Oh god! It’s not like we would be tied down forever. It’s a contract marriage for a mere period of one year. That’s not long. Plus, having a girlfriend is part of the reason I am suggesting this.” His answer confused me.
“Ah! Kids…” He sighed and crossed his left leg on right, leaning back in the chair.
“You see, my dad hates Pamela and in order to get… let’s just say, something from him; I had to marry someone else in a week’s time that is not her.” His voice distant as his lips thinned.
