"Let's face it—no wife in her right mind would welcome her husband's ex. And yet here you are, Mr. Madison, expecting me to push him toward her? Are you nuts, or did I hit my head?"
The truth glared at her now—Randy had always been in Mikeia's corner. To him, only she and Jackie belonged together, marriage license be damned.
Randy seemed blindsided by Sandra's verbal jab. After a beat, he turned to Jackie, flustered. "Jac, look... you know I didn't mean it like that. I just—"
"Just what?" Sandra's eyes blazed, gold-flecked and fierce. "If you want Jackie and Mikeia together, fine. But say that s**t to my face again and see what happens."
Watching Sandra shred Randy's argument to pieces, Jackie's lips quirked in a barely-there smirk. The corner of his mouth tugged up, smug as a cat with
