The Billionaire's Marriage Contract(13)

“That I can do.” Ethan stepped over to Amy and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her body firmly against his as he leaned down to kiss her. As soon as she felt his lips on hers, warmth ran through her body again. She liked how firm his body felt against her, and she loved the thrill of leaning into him as she felt the endorphin rush of their first real kiss.

Ethan slid his tongue against hers and tilted his head to the side. Each motion of his mouth against hers drove Amy wild. It had been so long since a man had made her feel like this. She pressed tighter against him, her hips pressed against his hips, her breasts pressed against his chest. She felt so sexy in his arms, so wanted. She felt the world fall away as Ethan ran his hands over her back and kissed her. After a mind-bending few minutes, Ethan leaned back and smiled at Amy. “You can open your eyes you know.”

Amy pulled back and tapped him on the arm. “I was pretending to enjoy myself,” she said.

“Oh, is that what that was?” Ethan asked. “I think I know a moan when I hear one.”

“Obviously you can’t tell when a woman is faking enjoyment.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever been in doubt,” Ethan replied.

“Hey, just because we’re getting married doesn’t mean you get to sass me,” Amy said.

“No? I’m going to have it written into the contract.” Ethan laughed as he looked at Amy. “We would have made a good pair in real life.”

Amy felt a bit of that warmth fade away. “Yeah, we would have.” She looked down at her watch. “Maybe we should get going. I’m sure you have a schedule to keep to.”

“I have a car waiting outside,” Ethan replied. His smile disappeared as he wondered what he had done to upset Amy.

“I’ll meet you down there,” she said. “I just need to finish that meeting.”

“Of course,” Ethan said. “I’ll see myself down.”

Amy watched him make his way to the door and disappear around the corner. What the hell was she doing? she wondered. She looked at the flowers and then at the trash bin next to her desk. She walked over, picked up the flowers and headed back to the conference room and placed them down on the table. “I’ll be gone for the next two weeks. You have my number. Keep me in the loop. Callie, you’ll take my clients until I return. If anything happens, it’s your fault.”

Then she turned and walked back out.

Callie, Laura and Rich sat there stunned. After a long silence, Rich reached forward for a third donut. “Did that really just happen?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think it did,” Callie replied. “Let’s get to work, I guess.” She grabbed the flowers off the table and headed off to find water and a vase. She returned a few minutes later and placed the arrangement on the table. She looked at Laura and Rich, who were still seated. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Callie, in the past decade, your older sister hasn’t gone more than an hour without breathing down our necks. Now she’s leaving to get married, and she left a bouquet and a box of donuts in her place?”

Callie thought for a moment. “Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“Ok,” Rich replied. “Just want to make sure we’re all on the same page. Hell, right now, I’d settle for everyone being in the same book. Well, welcome to the big leagues, kid. What the hell do we do now?”

“We do whatever Amy needs us to do,” Callie said.

Rich nodded in agreement and ate his donut in silence.





Chapter 5

Amy looked up from the piece of paper as she finished signing her name. “So is that it?” she asked. She was standing next to Ethan in the middle of a room deep inside a district court. She looked up at the leather-bound law books on the shelves as she waited for some kind of response.

“It’s a relatively painless procedure,” the magistrate responded with a chuckle. He gave Amy a wink. “Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do,” Amy replied.

The magistrate turned his gaze to Ethan. “And do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do,” Ethan said.

“Then, by the power vested in me by the District of Columbia, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Ethan turned his back to Amy for a moment and motioned to his lawyer, who walked over with a small box. Ethan reached in and grabbed a small platinum band. He slid it onto Amy’s finger. She didn’t realize it was on until the lawyer cleared his throat and held the box up for Amy. She reached in and pulled out Ethan’s wedding band, sliding it onto his finger as he smiled back at her.