What the fuck?She left me and walked straight into the arms of another man? I give the dude a quick once-over, sussing out my competition. Pansy. I could floor the skinny bastard with one hand.
“She’s a very attractive woman,” Aiden says quietly. “I’m not surprised he’s trying to pick her up. If he hadn’t gotten to her first . . . ”
“You looking to have your face rearranged?” My hand curls into a fist.
Aiden shrugs. “If my wife had walked out on me when we were trying to reconcile, and I found her at the bar with another man, I wouldn’t be wasting time punching my friends.”
“What would you do?”
“I’d take her home and show her I cared in my own special way.” He laughs. “But then, I have a dungeon.”
I take a last swallow of my beer. Aiden is right. Instead of giving up or giving in, I should show her the man I want to be. A man who follows his dreams and makes no apologies. A man in control.