Lynn's POV
I jerk away from Charles's grip, letting righteous indignation fuel my performance. "How dare you accuse me of cheating! I'm three thousand miles away working my ass off while you're back home doing God knows what."
"Answer the question." Charles's voice is deadly quiet now, more dangerous than when he was shouting. "Are you having an affair with your neighbor?"
I force myself to laugh, the sound sharp and dismissive. "Charles, Logan Albert is way out of my league. The man probably goes through women like designer suits—gorgeous, sophisticated women who know how to play in his social circle. What makes you think he'd be interested in someone like me?"
Charles's expression shifts, suspicion warring with what looks suspiciously like agreement. The realization that he actually
