"We don't need a honeymoon. Honeymoon is meant for happy couples, who married for the sake of love. We are married for the sake of our benefits." I say and see his jaw clench.
"Don't turn the tables, Gabriella! Have you forgotten who I am?"
"No."
"I don't need the honeymoon either, but the Paps are all around my apartment." He says and realization dawns on me.
Right, the Paps.
"Just my father, I don't want to go far from him."
"You are not a baby and moreover, your dad's surgery would have been completed by now." He says and a happy expression evades my face and I hug him without thinking twice, only pulling away when I remember what we are.
"Don't just press your soft boobs on me whenever or I would have you f****d right there. You won't appreciate getting f****d at an airport,
