Irritated, I hold up a hand to cut him off. “Let me stop you right there. I have no idea what your beef is with him, and to be honest, it’s none of my business. But what I do know is that I’m married to him, asshole or not, and I won’t sit here and let you talk s**t about my husband.”
Apparently unprepared for the force with which I delivered that speech, Cole stares at me in open surprise.
When he recovers, he says, “I wasn’t finished. What I was leading up to is that he’s an asshole, but I’m glad he found someone who could put up with him. I didn’t get a chance to say it at the office, but I hope you’ll be very happy together.”
“Oh.” I feel silly that I scolded him for all of one second, then I’m irritated with him again. “Why didn’t you say that in the first place?”
His glower is ev
