To Have and Hate (Love in London, #1)

Beckett. Let me count the ways I loathe him.

1. He’s the bane of my existence.
2. A thorn in my side.
3. I’m pretty sure he’s the devil in disguise
Or he at least has him on speed-dial.

So why am I standing here, bouquet in hand, about to become his wife?

He calls it a business proposition.
I call it blackmail.
He says our fighting is foreplay.
I say he should be on meds.
He says he has the power to destroy my company,
I say with a husband like him, who needs enemies.

But I can survive this six-month calamity.

All I have to do is keep hating him . . .