She was fuming with her hands on akimbo and there was no sign of regret in them. He could remember talking to Henry yesterday night and they spoke so well, but he didn't tell him that he had come to California. Who knew how long this had been going on between them? Jack wanted to rip his heart out of his chest. “You made me force her to hate me, Clara, while you're here, cheating on me with my best friend.” His words were barely coming out of his lips. He didn't even want to see her eyes because of how firm she held them and how strong. He perceived it that she had been waiting for a chance for him to know that she was seeing Henry.
She titled her head backwards and grinned mischievously at him, “Okay, let’s get this over with.” She palmed her face and when she stared back into his face,
