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hurting you. I’m waiting for the day that you throw in the towel, open your eyes, and realize you’re better than this.”
    “Sean, I don’t care what your parents do. I care about what you do.” \
    “I still caved.”
    “They didn’t give you much of a choice. And I made the decision for you.”
    He shook his head and stared at his hands.
    “Sean, I don’t care about a prenup. I really don’t.”
    “You should. It’s insulting. It implies that you’re just a fter my money or you’re going to leave me. It pisses me off.”
    “Well, you know me better than anyone. Obviously, I don’t care about your money. Secondly, I’m not going to leave you or cheat on you. We both know that. Who cares what they think.”
    “I can’t help but smile at the irony.”
    “What?”
    “What you just said. You don’t care what they think.”
    I shrugged. “I guess I give up.”
    “I don’t want you to give up.”
    “If it’s that important to you, let’s just say we got the prenup and don’t actually go through with it.”
    “I’m not a liar, Scar.”
    “Then let it go.”
    “It’s hard for me. I feel like if I don’t fight, I’ll lose you.”
    “You won’t. People are weird about money. Your parents invested everything they had to build their company into the corporation it is now. I can understand why they’re so concerned about it. A bad divorce can destroy it.”
    “But we aren’t like that.”
    “They are just being cautious, Sean. I know they would do the same thing to Mike.”
    “I guess you’re right.”
    “So let it go, okay?”
    He sighed. “As long as you still marry me, I’ll do whatever you ask.”
    “How about a backrub?”
    His eyes widened. “I can do that.”
    “A real backrub.”
    His smile fell. “Those are boring.”
    I crawled on the bed and lay on my stomach. “I’m waiting.”
    He pulled off my dress then rubbed his hands into my flesh, massaging the tension away from my shoulder s and frame. It felt so good that I closed my eyes. Sean stopped for a moment then walked away, turning off the lights before he undressed himself at the foot of the bed.
    “I don’t think so,” I said in a teasing voice.
    He pulled down the covers and tucked me in. “I’ll rub your back in bed.”
    “I know what you’re doing.”
    He lied beside me and rubbed my back with one hand, the other wrapped around my stomach. His face was buried in my neck, smelling the scent of my hair. “I want to hold you while I touch you.”
    “I’m sure.”
    “Where did I get this label for being a gigantic pervert?”
    “Is that a serious question?”
    He chuckled into my ear then sighed deeply, his nose against mine. “Scarlet, I need to make love to you.”
    “I’m getting a backrub right now.”
    “This is the last chance I’ll have before we get married.”
    I felt his hand slide down to my ass and rub the muscle. His hand slid to the area between my thighs.
    He kissed my neck, his tongue gliding across the skin. “I want to make love to my fiancé one last time.” He picked up my right leg and placed it on top of his, moving to my backside. He gripped me tighter as he moved inside me, sliding in with no resistance. “I knew you wanted it.”
    I was n’t listening to him. I turned my head and grabbed the back of his neck, kissing him while he moved inside me slowly. I liked it when we did it like this. It was lazy but intimate. His breathing was loud in my ear and the excitement in his breath always made me more charged. It felt deeper than usual.
    His hand moved down to the apex of my thighs, rubbing my clitoris in a circular motion. Every touch combined together and made me moan loudly. Sean sealed his lips over mine and silenced me, thrusting into me harder.
    I gripped his forearm as I rocked into him, enjoying the explosion between my legs.
    “You just go so wet,” he whispered into my ear. “I wanted to last longer but now I have to come.”
    The headboard rocked slightly as he