IRIS’ POV
I stood there looking at my husband. His intense stare was focused on me, he wasn't even listening to anything that the man sitting with him had to say. I wanted to look away from him, but I couldn't. His eyes held anger in them and for some reason that pleased me. Was he jealous of Jonathan? I hoped he was. I enjoyed watching his discomfort.
“What have you been—oh” Jonathan started to ask but stopped talking when he saw Julian sitting at the table across from us.
I turned my back on Julian and then I took a seat opposite Jonathan.
“Aren't you going to say hi to your husband or something?” Jonathan asked with a confused expression on his face.
I gave him a small smile. “He's with a business partner. I don't want to interrupt them.”
“Well, okay. But he's looking at me l
