"What's going on here?" A voice interrupted Ariana's rebellion. Chris half-bent, opened Ariana's tent door with sleepy eyes. "You?!" His gaze focused on Gerald. The two men locked eyes in the darkness. Ariana, witnessing it all, was momentarily frozen. "What are you doing here?" Chris asked again.
"Picking up my wife, of course," Gerald replied sweetly.
"Your wife?" Chris glanced between Ariana and Gerald. One forgotten fact was that Ariana never mentioned her husband's name to Chris. "Is he your husband?" Chris now turned his full attention to Ariana.
"A husband I never wanted," Ariana defended herself. She could free herself from Gerald and approached Chris when his attention shifted. "Remember, he's not the husband I wanted," Ariana growled.
Chris chuckled, looking at Gerald mocking
