Almost a month had passed since we signed the contract, and the announcement was everywhere. One of the world’s most eligible bachelors, Atticus de Loughrey, CEO of the de Loughrey Corporation, was off the market.
And I was freaking the f**k out.
After my birthday, Atticus returned to his MO of minimal interaction and keeping me at arm’s length as much as he could. Even more so, it felt like.
Which was why I was stomping back and forth in front of the muted television screen that held our faces. Pictures from our engagement session, my college ID, photos from who knows where. They were already digging into my life and my past for a tabloid news story.
“Why are you second guessing yourself?” Atticus asked, his jaw twitching in annoyance.
I paced back and forth in front of him. He sat i
