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Gives her confidence.
Thad’s tongue got twisted after one second of looking at her.
The punk.
I should have addressed it.
I should have…
But I was too busy trying to figure out if Svena was plotting against me. My head had too many thoughts in it to focus on that one.
Asia sits stiffly beside me and folds her napkin in her lap. She's been polite but cold ever since we bumped into Svena and her ex.
Is she upset because I didn’t check Thad when he stared at her? Or is it something else?
Damn. I can’t wait to leave this place.
It’s hard to breathe.
My throat’s closing up.
Every second feels like an hour.
Despite the dark emotions roiling in my chest, I answer every question Jensen points my way. Asia, too, does her best to be engaged. We fool Jensen well enough, but I know my wife better than she thinks.
She’s doing her best not to bite her lip.
Her fingers play with the napkin instead.
And that little crease in her forehead…
Something’s bothering her.
Guilt sends a wildfire of explanations through my head, all surrounding Asia finding out that I got Svena pregnant.
What feels like an eternity later, Jensen and his wife prepare to leave. He promises to consider what we discussed tonight (what the hell did we discuss again?) and strides out of the room.
Brett moves over to my side of the table while Asia and Tierra band together in their own corner.
My best friend catches my eye, his silver gaze aflame. “What the hell, Hansley? Half of you disappeared tonight.”
“I’m sorry.” I scrub my hands over my cheek.
“I don’t think he noticed.” Brett glances over at Asia. “Are you two… okay?”
“Why would you ask that?”
“During dinner, Tierra pointed out that you weren't looking at each other.” He frowns. “At all.” Brett shakes his head. “Which is weird because you were all over her in Vegas and that was before you decided to fake anything.”
“We’re just…” I let out a breath. What the hell do I even say?
Brett narrows his eyes. “What? Did you just realize that marriage isn’t all sex and games? Are you tired of the hard work and commitment already?”
“I’m tired of you being nosy.” I shoot him a back off look. “When I want your advice, I’ll ask for it.”
Brett shrugs. “Suit yourself.”
The ladies return to us.
