David
I was going to strangle Brent. He was enjoying this whole thing just a little bit too much, to my way of thinking. Laughing, dancing like a maniac, holding the woman who was now my wife by law.
I wanted to grab him, to whisper fiercely in his ear a reminder about just what this whole thing was. Brent wasn’t supposed to actually be enjoying this. It was a job, nothing more. So why were his green eyes alight when he looked at my wife?
Brent in full hunting mode was something I’d seen before, of course. I’d been his wingman, just like he’d been mine. I knew how he could get, which was why I’d known he was perfect for this particular job. But I didn’t think he’d be enjoying it so damn much
As I stood there I had to remind myself, more than once, just what was going on here. Brent did
