Wait For The Other Shoe To Drop

‘Stop this now!’ he warned himself. ‘Rein it in.’ When he picked Kira for his legal wife, Austyn was sure he would never have feelings for her. That was why he chose her in the first place. Party A and Party B shall have a contractual relationship, not a romantic one. But why did he feel a sharp pang when he saw her cry? Why did he have to clench his fists to stop himself from drawing her close in a tight hug? Austyn looked away and cut off that train of thought. If he continued, it might lead to a place he wasn’t ready for. He roughly shoved her hands away and stood up, marching from the room without a word. Kira was knocked back on her heels. Shit, did she do something wrong again? Scrambling up from the floor, she chased after him. ‘Wait, Austyn! Wait, Mr McCarthy! President! Honey! Husband! Hubby! Please don’t be mad!’ She just made a harmless dig at his shoes. How could he be so petty? Her petty husband stomped up the stairs, abandoning her in the living room. Kira pulled her hair