I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Chapter 74 - 75 Mexican Standoff
Ashton’s jaw clenched so hard I thought he might chip a molar.
One of his hands twitched, like he was dying to grab me, but playing it cool.
I stared at him.
He stared back.
Neither of us blinked.
It was a Mexican standoff, except no one had a gun.
The lights had dimmed—had they always been that low?
His stupid smart home probably detected horniness and adjusted the mood lighting.
I could feel my own heartbeat pounding in my ears, chest pressed to his.
He wasn’t saying a word.
Neither was I.
Both were waiting for the other to make a move first.
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