t I didn't mind. It was a welcome distraction from everything happening aroun
a fool-the moment he and Emile exchanged pleasantries, I knew he would be with her for the rest of the night.
another glass, sipping it tentatively
rly collided wit
teadying my arm befor
that felt almost dangerous. His suit fit too well, and
ttered lowly,
let go i
rather be anywhere bu
ss laugh. "I wonder
" he said smoothly. Then, af
d. I reall
d over his tongue like a joke. "That does
g me room to argue. And honestl
wns and tailored suits, slipping through the double doors that led to the terrace.
ne railing, looking at me with
't belon
a sip of my nearly finished
ightly, studying me.
You speak as if leaving is as si
n't
shaking my head. "Y
lp me un
. He was too confident, too self-assured. He wasn't just any regular guy attending a gala. N
ou?" I ask
"Someone who can o
cho
voice dropping to
pretending to be a good little wife...
t?" I s
ith me, and we make sure you never
eath
Or was this a test that Wilbet had put me
bet was
s wasn't smiling like some
feeling the warmth in my veins, giving myse
, Aziza,"
tightening around
ew my
n my chest. He was watching me, a hint of amusement i
ou know w
slightly. "I make it my busin
teresting made my stomach clench-l
re, straightening my shoulder
re a faded old bruise still linge
ee," he s
ow close we were, how public this was. Wilbet could
houl
man who ignores you and disrespects you by blatantly flirting with
lf to stay composed. "Wilbet is
s
I had given the wrong answer. And I hated t
ut whatever you're implying, I'm not in
so close I could catch a whiff of his
anything," he sai
ating the way my pulse quickened. Hating that
lls trouble. And that was the
aid quietly, "Have
ed back into the ballroom, ignoring
urging me to look back at him. But I refus
pected he was with Emile. They seemed to be having quite
know how ill-tempered he could be? Was he
ed rue
ith her. If he was, she would
ck toward t
still
te between his lips. He exhaled, the smoke curling
was neve
d my table. Go
at only cau
new-this wasn't the las