He emerged again without the cravat and scoffed at Jayden. “It’s because it’s my brother, Jay. I’m the owner of a successful gym and I’m worth a fortune. It pales to nothing in the face of my family. I need a pretty wife and cute Abbadeli babies to satisfy them.”
Jayden shook her head. “You’re a paradox,” she sighed. Despite living a life which trespassed outside the bounds of biblical acceptance, Raff proved surprisingly old fashioned. “Your brother is visiting, not your parents. And you’re preaching to the choir, Raff. Detest the sin and love the sinner. In your case, the sinner is very much worth loving. You’re over analysing everything because you’re nervous. Put the heater on in the kitchen or I’m going home.” She shivered and drew her arms around her, knocking the empty glass sidewa
