How is it that she ended up sleeping with her husband's uncle? What kind of bad luck does she have in her life? She couldn't bear to look him in the eyes so she lowered her head while all the introductions were going on.
“Your wife is pretty,” Luther spoke. “Good choice Logan.”
“Pretty? Oh please. I would choose better.” Logan replied.
“I hope we do get along, Mrs. Langston.” Luther smiled and offered his hand to Claire. She reluctantly took it, and he planted a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, sending a shiver down her spine. She disconnected their hands and excused herself to go to the restroom. The intensity of the matter was too much to bear.
What is she going to do? She kept asking herself. Luther looked all composed, as if he didn't remember that they had a one-night stand. S
