Sunday
As Rhett finally released from within her, they stood staring, eye to eye. She swallowed hard. “Rhett, I…”
He cupped her cheek, his gaze softening and dropping to her lips before lifting. “Aislen,” he said quietly. “You don’t understand…”
“I have an appointment. We should discuss Aislen’s other lover before I have to leave,” Heath’s shadow fell over them.
Her head jerked his way. “What does who I sleep with have to do with you?”
Heath’s laugh was half a sneer and might have fooled her if there wasn’t an edge to it that spoke of… hurt. “Anything to do with you, has everything to do with us,” he shoved back from the doorframe and stepped back into the kitchen, obviously expecting that Aislen and Rhett would follow.
She pulled her dressing gown closed around her body, as Rhett
