Mara sat in the café, had been there for a while now. She'd watched Richard walk into the hotel carrying flowers, and not long ago, watched him walk out again—with Perry. She'd seen it all, and already reported every detail to Alicia. The way she saw it, the enemy of her enemy was her friend. She knew there was no way she and Richard could ever be together. But that didn't mean she'd just sit by and let Perry have him. Please. That wild-country girl? She didn't deserve him. Not one bit.
She even drove behind them on purpose, updating Alicia on their every move.
Richard gripped the wheel, lips curled into a smile he couldn't hide. Every so often, he'd glance over at Perry in the passenger seat. Just being near her made him feel better. The more time he spent with her, the more hooke
