Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Eight
"She's not yours. Andreena is my wife." Nolan took a step closer to me. "Sending your scary friend to make me sign those papers—"
"He sent Frankie?" Adam grinned with a sharp smile that was anything but friendly. "I'll have to get him a gift. You signed them. She's not yours, Frankie is through like that. Andreena is mine."
Adam held his hand out to me, and I took it, feeling like I could breathe again. Just being near him chased away some of the worry and stress that I'd felt at seeing my sister and Nolan. They didn't matter.
The only thing that mattered was us. The three of us and the baby that we were having. My sister didn't matter, and neither did Nolan. They were my past.
"No, she's still my wife."
"Nolan, I'm pregnant with your baby, and yo
