CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
Penelope hesitated then left the den. She came back with Grant behind her.
“Isn’t this a surprise?” Alexis said. “The loving couple right before my eyes.”
“Firecracker.” Grant’s eyebrows creased. “You’re crying.”
“More because of anger than sadness.” She glared at Penelope. “Just had an enlightening conversation with my ex-best friend. But, I don’t think she ever was my friend.”
“You only want friends on your terms,” Penelope retorted.
“Say something else.” Alexis lunged at her with her hand raised. “And I’ll knock your a*s through that wall.”
“Sh.” Grant took out a handkerchief and attempted to dab Alexis’ cheek but she moved. “Honey, I don’t want you upset.”
“What are you worrying about her for?” Penelope moved from behind him. “It’s over, Grant. She knows eve
