Chapter 27

Maya’s POV

He curved his lips into a smug grin, brushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “You… you can call me anything you like, my love. Darling, dear, sweetie…” He leaned in close to my ear, his breath warm against my skin. “Hubby.”

His voice made me catch my breath and bite the inside of my lip. Oh, God. What temperature am I? What color have I turned? He pulled back just enough to see my fully flushed face and gave a triumphant smile.

“Awww, look at you two! I’m so envious, Mr. Hart!” Sara cooed, her hands clasped together at her chest. The other designers behind her struck the same delighted pose, their eyes wide with admiration.

“Anyone would be jealous. I’m the luckiest man in the world to have your love,” he said, lifting my hand to brush a tender kiss across the back of it.