Chapter 49
Brielle
The young twenty-something woman that greets us when we arrive at the hotel’s front lobby is stunning, with long blonde hair and sultry blue eyes, and the way she looks at Allen – like he is some delectable treat just waiting to be tasted – makes me want to punch her right in the mouth.
You really wanna go there, little girl?
I can sense Allen’s quietly amused discomfort, so I opt to squash little miss super-friendly’s game right out of the gate.
“My fiancé and I are looking into venues for our wedding reception,” I tell her with a smile, as I lightly stress the words fiancé and wedding.
When the flash in her eyes conveys that she sees my words as a challenge to be conquered, Allen’s demeanor changes completely.
“And she’s the love of my life,” he tells her as he
