Lily
"You are officially the poster girl for how to bag the sexiest man alive with a touch of billionaire," Derby waltzed into my bedroom grinning, her to-die-for mug of coffee meant for me in hand. The hot beverage was the only reason I didn't consider kicking her out for plunging me right back into dangerous thoughts about the man who'd kept me up all night. Okay, besides the fact that best friends didn't kick best friends out because of a boy. My cheeks flamed at the thought of calling Adrian a boy. He was most certainly not a boy. If being married to him had not taught me that, then every dream I had last night, each time I managed to fall asleep was pretty clear. God, I still felt the imprint of his hands all over my body. The dreams felt too damned real!
"Adrian is not mine," I arg
