Page 101 of Be My Wife

Fight the pinching sensation in my chest.

Lana and I have managed to avoid each other for this long, but I knew that wouldn’t last. We were bound to run into each other.

I just…

I didn’t think that day would be today.

With Mom and Elizabeth here.

I’m not sure if their presence is a good thing yet.

Mom probably wants to tear Lana’s hair out and Elizabeth…? She’s staring at Lana, giving her a deep, calculating scan.

I try to observe Lana from Elizabeth’s perspective.

Long black hair.

Tan skin.

Body a perfect hourglass shape.

I hope that doesn’t sway Elizabeth. I’d choose my wife’s sweet mouth, her can’t-tell-a-lie brown eyes and her habit of wearing her heart on her sleeve over my ex’s sexually charged beauty any day.

Lana’s heels clip the floor as she walks my way.

Mom huffs. “Let’s just go, Brogan.”

I stay in place.

Mom shakes my arm. “Brogan!”

“Wait in the car, Mom.”

“You’re not going to entertain her, are you?”

“We won’t take long.”

“Brogan.”

“Go.”

Mom snarls in Lana’s direction before turning sharply and storming down another hallway.

Elizabeth eases up beside me. “I’ll go too.”

“No.” I snatch her hand.

She stiffens.

I give her a hard stare. “You stay.”

“But—”

I jerk her closer. Lean down. Hiss, “You said you wanted to know me?”

Fear fills her eyes. “Brogan…”

“Stay. Stay and watch how pathetic I am.”

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