Page 87 of The Wrong Wife


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Knight

"You did it, huh?" Adam jogs up until he’s abreast with me.

I increase my pace, but so does he. We run in silence for a few seconds, then he chuckles.

"What?" I growl.

"Nothing."

I hear the smirk in his voice. "You may as well spit it out," I say through gritted teeth.

This time, he chuckles, I come to a stop, then turn on him. "Okay, that’s it. Either say what’s on your mind or get out of here."

"Whoa, whoa, is that a crack in the Iceman’s facade I detect?"

"You done?" I cross my arms across my chest.

"No need to be defensive; it happens to the best of us."

"The fuck you talking about, man?"

"It’s love, baby," he sings out. " Penny and Knight sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g." He smirks.

"What are you, five?"

He looks me up and down. "What are you? Still denying your true emotions for her?"

"I have no feelings toward her." I set my jaw.

"That’s why you asked her to marry you?"

"I asked her to be my wife because one"—I hold up a finger—"I need a wife to consolidate my claim on my company, and two"—I lower the first finger and hold up the middle finger—"you’re the one who pointed out she might be pregnant with my child so—" I shrug.

"So, are you telling me this to justify yourself, or because you’re trying to talk yourself into believing your own bullshit?"

"What’s bullshit is that I’m standing here talking to you when I should be—"

"Running back to your little fiancée?" He laughs. "Aww, you’re so in love, it’s cute. And the way you’re trying to deny yourself would give the rest of the unit a real hard-on." The moment the words are out of his mouth his face falls.

I hunch my shoulders. "If only they were alive to rag me about the situation I’ve gotten myself into…"

"Fuck, I’m sorry I brought them up, man." Adam rubs the back of his neck. "Old habits—" He sets his jaw.

"Do you ever wonder why it is that you and I were the only two to get out alive?"

"Only all the time." His lips tip up, but the smile is sad. "But I do believe I’ve been spared for a reason."

"You mean, to make my life miserable?"

He scoffs. "That, too. But I’ve been given a second chance. I’m not going to waste it."

"You mean, I am?"

He shrugs.

"So, you do think I’m wasting the opportunity I’ve been given."

"Any one of the rest of the group sent in with us would give anything to stand here. But they’re not, and you and I are."

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