Claudia POV
[Mature Content.]
I knew that the right thing to do was to back off immediately and leave, because there was no turning back after this.
However, the moment he called me 'my duck', a flood of emotion washed over my rationality, like a broken dam that made you unable to do anything but follow his request.
It wasn't fair, wasn't it? How could I keep trying to think clearly when he called me the cute nickname that I yearned for more than a decade ago?
It was too fatal that I couldn't even say anything except nod.
Ray grinned from ear to ear, "Perfect. You're my Duck tonight. My woman whom I had been in love with for more than a decade, the only woman that I want to marry, to have my children with, and to be the Mistress of the Gatlin house."
"Tonight, you are not Claudia Reed or Hoffman," Ray declared. "You're Claudia Gatlin. My wife."
"And the first thing to do as my wife is—"
Ray suddenly lifted me effortlessly by my hips, and then sat me on his work desk.
