Fawn’s POV
I wanted to let out a frustrated sigh but held it in check. I needed Richard to make a play for me, creating a wedge between him and Gemma. Blake staking a claim wouldn’t help. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. I saw Gemma as the weak link and a way to expose Richard and Gemma as killers.
“Oh, but Blake darling, you forgot to tag on the extra part you normally do. Soon-to-be-ex-wife,” I said, smiling up at him. Blake turned and frowned down at me, most likely trying to figure out what game I was playing. But that couldn’t be helped.
I turned back to Richard to study his face carefully, watching for any reaction to my correction. His eyes flickered with immediate interest, the kind that predators get when they sense weakness they can exploit. Beside me, I felt Blake’s ha
