Ashley didn’t know what prompted Yvonne to rescue him from the situation, but he thought he could buy her another diamond necklace. Every single time Jenny opened her mouth, he wanted to flirt with her, kiss her, whisk her out of the room. Something other than stand there and smile pleasantly, like he wasn’t undressing her in his mind.
Perhaps Yvonne sensed his discomfort—she was pretty good at that, especially in formal situations. Perhaps she was just trying to be friendly. Perhaps she really wanted to give him the chance to talk to Bryan alone. It didn’t matter; the result was the same. He could breathe a little easier and look Bryan in the eye because he wasn’t busy staring at his fiancée’s breasts.
They watched the women walk away before Bryan turned back to face him with a tired sm
