Jake doesn’t seem to mind the insult and claps for himself, reaching out to grab Sadie’s hand and pull her into his lap. She sits stiffly, holding her head high even as Jake wraps his arms around her and curls his fingers up her thighs.
Sadie isn’t my wife. She isn’t really even my friend. And still, I want to break every single one of Jake’s fingers.
How much worse will it be if I have to watch Courtney be touched by someone else?
I grit my teeth and block the possibility from my mind. I’ll win. We’ll leave together and have an entire night. Everything will be fine.
The Tiger moves behind Courtney and reaches over her shoulder to grab a handful of her dark hair. He pulls it behind her shoulder. “This one is a fireball, and you can only hope she’s the same way in the bedroom. Let’s sta
