Chapter Sixteen
She was a genius. Oh my God, it’s perfect.
Lily stared out into space, running the whole present through her head. Oh, he will love it.
She had the answer to the question plaguing her for some time now—what to get Brandon for Christmas? A man who had everything.
A massage.
She owed him something special, especially after Katie’s wedding and how she’d reacted to the Rachel fiasco. Lily wanted to rip the woman’s face off. It may have taken some time to accept it, but she belonged to Brandon and Brandon belonged to her. Rachel had no business coming on to her man.
Brandon handled the incident with grace, and didn’t berate her for how she’d flipped out. At that moment—witnessing him and Rachel kissing—it had been like the floor opened up and she’d gone free-falling down,
