Fawn’s POV
His eyes flicked to mine at that last part. Something like recognition moved there before he smothered it.
“You think I’m a control freak.”
“I think you’re a man who signed off on his brain-dead wife’s life support, then slept in a plastic chair so no one could unplug anything without you double-checking it yourself.” My gaze didn’t waver. “No judgment. That’s exactly what I’d do if the positions were reversed.”
“You wouldn’t have married you,” he shot back.
I snorted. “You have no idea.” I’d already stated this body was pretty hot. I could see men like Blake falling for Cassie. Certain men couldn’t see past stunning features. Take Richard as a case study, Gemma was gorgeous, though not quite at Cassie’s level. He was only interested in her body, not her mind, because he wa
