Chapter 3

His phone beeped right at that moment, signaling an incoming text message. He grabbed his phone and hoped that it was not someone else informing him of an additional problem. He had enough issues to deal with for now. He grinned widely when he noted the sender’s name. He read the text message and quickly typed out his reply.

You’re welcome, love. I cannot believe that you know what those 50 roses represent. Nothing is ever excessive when I am buying you a gift, babe. Also, don’t fight me for the position of the luckiest motherfucker. It is definitely mine. But if you want to fight in bed, you’re on. We only managed seven rounds last weekend. Shall we go for an even number? Maybe an eight or a ten?

Aiden was about to put his phone away when it had beeped again. He opened the text message and chuckled to himself.