Page 688 of Hell Hath No Fury
Just like that, my humor fled. “Foster …”
Realization flashed in his eyes and he lowered them, hiding from me. Yet he didn’t let go. In fact, he banded his arm around my waist as if he didn’t ever want to let go.
Incredibly sad all of a sudden, I leaned in and caressed his lips with mine. “I gotta go.” I wiggled against his hold but instead of releasing me, he pushed me onto my back and kissed my breath away. “Foster,” I panted.
“I want you again.” His voice was gruff.
Heat flickered low and deep in my belly, and I melted into the bed, too eager to let him inside.
* * *
“Thank you for being so patient in there,” Jade said as we walked along the hot city sidewalk. She knew I wasn’t a fan of the place. The air was too thick with fumes, the smell of waste wafting up from the sewers now and then, and if I wore sandals on a warm day like today, my feet got covered in soot from the traffic.
Thus, I’d chosen to wear a light pair of boots with my dress, and my feet were too stuffy inside them.
Still, I wouldn’t complain.
Jade rarely asked me to come into the city, and this was for the wedding. Anything to relieve her stress. Besides, it worked out. For the first time since our affair began, Foster was busy this Sunday. Georgie’s new nanny, a college graduate named Anne-Marie, who was this sweet, shy young woman Georgie thankfullyloved, was working overtime to watch G, since I was busy with Jade.
“Of course. Dress fittings are necessary for a wedding. And it was good of them to open on a Sunday.”
“Yeah.” Jade nodded. She shot me a look. “You’re honestly happy with your dress?”
“Of course.” My maid of honor gown was silver, as were the bridesmaids’ dresses. Moon, Celeste, and Luna had joined us for the dress fitting, but Moon had hurried home as soon as she was done, and Celeste had gone back to Luna’s to see the kids.
Jade and I wanted to grab something to eat together before heading home. With work, the wedding, and Colt, we hadn’t seen a lot of each other lately.
“And your dress is to die for.”
My sister beamed. “You think?”
“Colt is going to lose his—” I cut off abruptly.
“Ember?”
My pulse pounded in my throat as I halted in front of a restaurant.
Inside, clear as day, were Foster and his parents. A young, beautiful blond sat next to Foster, her hand on his shoulder as she leaned in to laugh with him about something.
“Em.” Jade stood at my side.
His parents smiled at the young couple.
Were they a couple?
No.
Foster wouldn’t—
The blond kissed his cheek, and he lowered his eyes almost shyly.
Foster?
“That’s Heather Smyth,” Jade said in my ear. “Colt told me Foster’s parents have been trying to set them up for a while. I only know who she is because I met her at the office last weekwhen I came into the city to have lunch with Colt. Heather works for a bank nearby. Colt told me she’s gotten persistent. I guess Foster finally gave in.”
He was seeing another woman behind my back?
“Ember?”
