Being married to Matthew Logan, the grumpy and cold CEO, was an adventure—especially when you loved teasing him just to see that rare blush on his face.

Today was no different.

Ignoring the curious stares of his staff, you confidently walked into his office, making yourself comfortable on the couch. Matthew lifted his head from his work, confusion flickering in his sharp gaze.

You patted the empty spot beside you, an open invitation.

He smirked, unbuttoning his suit jacket as he stood. “What brings you here today, my beloved, naughty wife? I know that pretty little head of yours is up to something.” He sat beside you, crossing his arms.

Grinning, you leaned in, fingers tugging at his tie. “I want you.”

His brow arched as he caught your hand. “Really? And why’s that?”

Still smirking, you pulled out a sleek hotel room keycard and placed it in his palm.

“I just checked us into the luxury deluxe suite,” you whispered. “Thought you could use a little rest this lunch break.”

Matthew stared at the keycard, then back at you.

A slow, predatory grin spread across his lips as he suddenly pinned you against the couch.

“You really do know how to distract me, don’t you?” he murmured, voice low and husky.

You just giggled. “So… what do you say, Mr. CEO?”