Billionaire's Contract Engagement / Money Man's Fiancée Negotiation by Maya Banks

“Jerk? You? Surely you jest.”
    â€œAll right, don’t rub it in,” he grumbled. “I’ve admitted my shortcomings.”
    â€œDo continue. I’m dying to hear all about what a toad you are.”
    Her eyes sparkled with mischief and amusement. He’d never wanted to kiss her more than he did right now. Instead he found himself telling her stuff he’d never tell a woman he planned to take to bed.
    â€œBettina didn’t pose a challenge. That sounds bad but when I met her, I was devoting all my time to making my business a success. It was exciting and exhilarating. I exceeded even my wildest expectations. Everything was falling into place at the speed of light. All that was missing in my mind to complete the image of perfection I had built up was a wife and a family. Perfect house in the suburbs. I’d come home after a hectic day and she’d have dinner waiting. The kids would all be bathed and well behaved. Even the dog would be theepitome of good behavior. I wanted—still want—a woman who’ll put me first.”
    Celia snorted, covered her mouth and then dissolved into hoots of laughter.
    He regarded her dubiously. “I do believe you’re mocking me.”
    â€œMocking you?” She wheezed between words and tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. “Oh my, Evan. You do dream big, don’t you?”
    â€œWell, it was a good fantasy while it lasted,” he grumbled. “I looked around and there was Bettina. I didn’t have time to figure out what my ideal woman was. I wanted my perfect life then and I didn’t want to wait. So I asked her to marry me, she said yes, I gave her a ring and that was that.”
    â€œAnd yet here you are. With me. The fake fiancée.”
    He scowled ferociously at her only for her to dissolve into laughter again.
    â€œOkay, so what happened? Other than Mitchell stepping in and being an overindulged twit.”
    He liked this woman. She was good for his ego even when she was tearing it down.
    â€œBettina wanted to set an immediate date. She had a grand wedding planned. Even had the honeymoon destination picked out. She littered my office with brochures. Hell, she even had our children’s names picked out.”
    â€œI would have thought given your fantasy that you would have eaten that up with a spoon,” she pointed out.
    â€œYeah, so did I. Only I found myself backing off. I kept making excuses to extend the engagement. I was busy. This deal had to take priority. That deal needed immediate attention. Before I knew it, we had been engaged a year with a wedding scheduled another year beyond that. And moreover I was content with that.”
    â€œDid you never love her?” Celia asked quietly.
    â€œNo. No, I didn’t. Which is why I can’t really blame her for wanting out. Our marriage would have been a disaster just assoon as I figured out the reality didn’t live up to the fantasy I’d created in my mind. I just didn’t think she’d dump me for Mitchell or that Mitchell would have been poaching on my territory.”
    Celia winced. “Yeah, I can understand that.”
    â€œI found them in bed, you know. How clichéd is that? The sad thing is, when I found them together in my bed, I just laughed, because to me it was just the next step in an already farcical relationship. I tossed them out of my apartment and washed my hands of them both.”
    Celia’s expression grew thoughtful. “Hmm, so you don’t necessarily object to the fact that she found someone else. Or that she cheated on you. Just who she indulged herself with.”
    Evan nodded and rubbed the back of his neck to ease some of the tension and fatigue. Just talking about it raised his ire all over again.
    â€œYeah, it’s stupid I know. I mean, she could have cheated on me with my business partner, or my vice president or, hell, even my driver. I wouldn’t have cared. I