Daxon
“How are you even more stunning than you were two months ago?”
I frowned as I watched Ronnie hug Roxanne tightly. I was all too aware of where his hands were. They were a bit low on her back for my liking. I cleared my throat and they broke apart.
“I like that you’re growing your hair out,” Roxanne smiled at him. “It looks good.”
“Thanks, Rox. And Daxon, good to see you again.” He shook my hand and maybe I squeezed his hand a little hard.
“You too…Ronnie.” I forced a smile. “We’re glad you could be here for Lazlo.”
“Oh yeah, of course. I’d do anything for him. I’m glad to be able to help.”
What did he get out of being so damn nice anyways? Wasn’t being handsome and in love with my wife enough? Did he have to be pleasant and decent too?
“You are a better man than that woman e
