“What if your father gets in trouble again?”
“He can rot but the second anything threatens us and Riley, I’m pulling out the big guns.”
“That’s a bit extreme, isn’t it?”
“I’m telling you that I am going to protect you, no matter what,” he said.
“Thank you, Niall,” I said, leaning up to kiss him. I didn’t want to test whether that was true. I knew it was. I didn’t want to see Niall angry. He was more powerful than I had yet seen and it both intimidated me slightly and reassured me that I had him by my side.
The wedding cleared out slowly since we weren’t in a hurry to kick anyone out. Brenna and Charlie, as well as Missy stayed on the property in the newly renovated guest suites. I was wired during the whole ceremony but as soon as we were back in our room, my exhaustion hit me all at once. I flopped onto the bed face first. Niall laughed coming into the room after me. He pulled my shoes off and unzipped my dress for me.
“Thank you,” I mumbled.
“You’re not asleep already, are you?” he said. No, but I was about to be.
“I am. Come to bed.”
“I have a surprise for you,” he said.
Surprise? I heaved myself off the bed and sat on the edge. Niall went around the bed to his nightstand, then came back around and sat next to me, handing me the envelope in his hands.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“Open it.”
“Too big to be a check. Not thick enough to be cash. Do I even want it?” I said. Niall smiled contentedly as I pulled papers out of the envelope. The sheets were printed so I read them. “Oh.”
“Yup.”
Adoption papers. Since Russell had acknowledged paternity, he was recognized as Riley’s father. Niall had talked about becoming Riley’s father on paper but hadn’t brought it up since.
“When did you do this?”
“I told you my lawyers would handle this. I was serious about Riley benefitting in every way from being my son.”
My eyes watered. I couldn’t believe it. Watching Niall grow as a father had been a joy. Riley loved him and had started calling him ‘dad’ just weeks in. We hadn’t told Riley the fine print yet. Once he was a little older and could understand paternity, we would let him know the truth. In three months, however, Niall had been more of a father to Riley than Russell had been in five years.
“Thank you for this,” I said. He hugged and kissed me.
“Don’t thank me for being a father to my son.”
“Thank you for everything,” I repeated. I took a huge gamble on him and I had won bigger than I ever expected.
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Excerpt: Admit You Want Me
Description
A billion-dollar nightmare? Check.
An arrogant former Army man? Check.
My worst client ever? Double check.
What bad deeds did I do to deserve this billionaire as a client?
Sure, the money is good.
But that’s the only reason I’m here.
That’s the only reason I’m giving Easton a makeover that he desperately needs.
His wild beard needs taming if he’s going to be a hot shot businessman.
But he has a real wild side to him that I don’t know what to do about.
His filthy mouth spoils my day.
His piercing eyes make me lose my mind.
Easton may be bad news, but he adores my curves.
He adores me.
I could only keep my distance from him for so long.
Falling in love with my billionaire enemy was not a part of my plan when I moved to a new city as a celebrity stylist.
Neither was breaking the rules and ruining my career.
But maybe, just maybe, Easton might be worth losing everything over.
Prologue
Artemis
“Are you done in there?”
“What?”
Easy’s voice came muffled through the door, barely audible over the sound of the shower.
“I said,” I opened the door to the bathroom up a crack, “are you done yet?”
“Yup. That’s why I’m still in here, Missy. Because I’m done.” I rolled my eyes and leaned back away from the steam emanating from the hot room.
“It’s a simple yes or no question, Easton. Please.”
“If you’re getting impatient, why don’t you come in here and lather me up yourself?” he called. I closed the door because I had asked for it. Walked right into that one. I checked the time on my phone. He had been in there for almost ten minutes. For someone who didn’t want to go out tonight, he seemed to be putting in the effort. Alternatively, he was just making sure this took as long as possible because he knew how much it annoyed me when he was late. I was sure he could do a good enough job in the shower himself but any longer in there and we were going to be late.
At least he was taking a shower?
Christ, the bar for this man was on the floor. It was in hell. All things considered, I wasn’t sure the man that I had met several weeks ago would have bothered with a shower before a charity auction at which several of his past and prospective clients would be in attendance. Yes, we had come a long way. I was a war-weary soldier at this point ravaged by battle.
I sighed, walking away from the bathroom door through his master bedroom. His
