Vivianne glanced at her husband, his brow furrowed. "Do you know him?"
"A former classmate," Beckett replied, but his gaze remained on Laurel's hand holding Vivianne's palm.
"Sorry, man. I didn’t know," Laurel chuckled, quickly releasing Vivianne. "Your girlfriend?"
Beckett raised his right hand to show their wedding ring, and Laurel's lips parted in surprise. "Damn! You’re married! I will report this to everyone later!"
"Maybe they already know. You’re just not watching the news," Beckett shrugged, placing a hand on Vivianne's waist as if asserting that she belonged to him and no one else could claim her.
Vivianne smiled slightly at that. Even though Laurel, the guy in front of them, was handsome, she would still choose Beckett.
"What are you doing here?" Beckett asked Laurel again.
