The Pool Boy (Nashville Neighborhood Book 2)

I wanted her to be happy for us.

I turned to stare at her. She looked so beautiful tonight. Sexy and powerful, and it wasn’t lost on me that this woman was the entire reason I was here. “This is all because of you.”

She laughed. “You are giving me way too much credit.”

“I’m serious, Erika. I don’t just mean the audition. The whole reason I learned to play was to impress you.”

Clark had been a programmer for Hale Banking and Holding Company long before we’d met and gotten married, and never once had an upgrade gone off without a hitch.

Bless his heart, that just made him cry harder.

Maybe if I held perfectly still, they would forget I was here.

Erika’s voice turned seductive. “Well, as much as I like seeing you perform naked, you can’t. That show’s only for me.”

“I love you too.”

“Then, I love you,” I said.

“If I said how much I loved you,” I repeated, “would you say you loved me too?”

“If I said how much I loved you, would you say you loved me too?”

“He fired me.”