I can’t say I was excited about the Wednesday evening play date. Christina had been cool but cordial when I’d finally spoken to her, exhibiting none of the warmth I’d come to associate with Peter at all. Apparently, Morgan had told her about the midnight trip to the ER, and while she was sympathetic to Sam’s situation, I got the impression she thought the friendship with Sam was more work than it was worth.
Sam would prove her wrong. I knew he would.
I would never have known her if Morgan hadn’t started jumping for our attention the second he spotted Sam. She was tall, nearly statuesque, and striking with black hair and an exquisite face. It wasn’t that I didn’t think Peter could attract such a stunning woman, but I hadn’t expected his ex-wife to be so…hot. And their marriage fell apart
