“Welcome. I knew you would make the right choice,” Connie said, a sly smile lurking at the corners of her lips.
Eric's jaw tightened. He shouldn't be here. Women like Connie were trouble.
But the image of Tiffany with another man had him clenching all over again.
He sat down. “There is no need for us to get close. What is your plan? No matter what it is, Tiffany must not get hurt.”
Connie scoffed. “You think I want my man getting hurt? So how close are you to this Tiffany?” Connie asked, dragging the part of Tiffany's name.
Eric glared at her and almost told her to say Tiffany's name better but waved it off. Instead he asked, “How is this question necessary now?”
“I need to know what and how to bring you both closer. She needs to fall in love with you to leave my man. Don't you ge
