Logan Wallace's POV
"Oh, that's wonderful, dear! It's a pleasure to meet you, Dafne White. I'm Brenda Wallace." My mom approached Dafne to shake her hand.
Hello, perfect insanity. This could go so wrong that even then, I'd end up winning because that's what I need—a perfect disaster.
"Nice to meet you." I pressed my lips together, watching the grumpy girl eye my mother with suspicion. Mom scanned her carefully, and my dear little wife's expression wasn't exactly welcoming.
"I thought you'd go for a more… voluptuous woman. She's thin, her hips are small… I don't know how she intends to give me grandchildren."
Wow! I'm not having kids. What's wrong with her? I wanted to laugh at Dafne's astonishment. I told you this would be perfect.
"We'll see how we can make that work. Are you na
