Leslie Green chuckled sweetly. “Broderick, are you thinking about that again? I just wanna take a break, alright?”
Broderick Ackerley didn’t say a word—he kissed her instead, cutting off any chance she had of turning him down.
The moment he walked out from the study and saw her ruffling Miles's hair so gently, the jealousy inside him started burning like wildfire.
This woman really had some kind of magic.
Even the toughest critic in the family—Grandma Matilda—had fallen for her charms.
With one swift push, Broderick kicked open the door and pinned Leslie against it, his kiss coming down hard and fast.
Afterward, Leslie lay there, lazy and unwilling to move.
"Broderick, carry me."
Without a word, he scooped her up and brought her to the bathroom. Every movement was
