He set his spoon down and leaned into his chair, taking my hand in his. “I almost ran her over with my bike.” He answered. I wasn't looking at him anymore but I felt his gaze on me. He was picking on the hair on my face with his eyes. “We got talking and I fell in love…” Liar.
“Was it before she got divorced or after?” Evelyn cut in this time, seemingly interested in the conversation. But why not? Anything she could use to tear me down, I could tell.
Zane's jaw ticked at the question. “I mean I saw the news but I'm a little confused.” She continued. “She was still married when you two met, then she got divorced, then you married her? That's low, Zane. Even for you.”
Okay, this is enough.
“Evelyn, is it..? I don't think it's anyone's business how Zane and I met. What's important is tha
