The Marriage Agreement

Seeing the black pen hovering over the dotted line as Bryce prepared to write his own bank account number, Hazel reached out and firmly caught his wrist. She injected a tone of deep, loving concern into her voice. "Bryce, honey," she murmured, gazing at him with wide eyes. "Didn't you tell me you were swamped with writing your vital doctoral thesis right now? Do you truly have the free time requir