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I’m enchanted, enthralled, absolutely rooted in place with nothing better to do than watch her smile at me genuinely for the first time in…six years.
Up until now, I’ve been the subject of either her glares or fake smiles. Never the reason behind her laughs and sunshiny personality.
“Is your father’s illogical hatred toward me so funny?”
“Well, he doesn’t trust your character, which I find nothing wrong with. I’m glad that at least one thing hasn’t changed.”
“Many things haven’t.”
“I suppose.” She shrugs. “So who’s the mysterious company you called for me?”
Henderson reappears, accompanied by a tall ginger girl, all legs and no curves, unlike my beautiful wife.
But then again, no other woman is comparable.
“I hope I’m not interrupting.” Bonneville pats down her knee-length dress that’s fit for Wimbledon or horse racing events.
Ava’s smile falters only for a bit before she hugs her. “Gem, what a lovely surprise. What are you doing here?”
“I was invited by Eli for some brunch.”
“You were, huh?” Ava stares between us with a mysterious glance I can’t decipher, but she’s been a fucking vault these past two years, so I’m lucky she’s even talking again.
“I gathered Ms. Bonneville would keep you company,” I say.
“Please, call me Gem, or Gemma,” she says with a toothy grin, and did Ava just roll her eyes?
“I’ll leave you to it.” I grab Ava by the waist and drop a kiss to her cheek, dangerously close to her parted lips. “Behave.”
“Only if you do,” she throws back with a venomous tone before she turns and walks to the stairs, or more like stomps.
A disgusting skeletal hand lands on my arm as Bonneville offers me a polite smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep an eye on her.”
“I don’t remember giving you such a task, Ms. Bonneville. Just be a good sport and entertain my wife to the best of your ability.”
“Yes…I mean, I understand.”
She’s a sheep, but she’s the only useful person in Ava’s ex-unorthodox friend group and she doesn’t hesitate to offer any form of information I ask for. She’s the reason I was able to effectively ruin all of my wife’s ex-love interests.
I’m well aware Bonneville is doing this because she’s hoping I’ll fuck her, but unfortunately for her and all other women, I’m only interested in my wife’s cunt. Doesn’t mean I won’t use her, though.
“Gem. You coming?” Ava stops in the middle of the stairs, and even though she called to her friend, her eyes throw daggers at me.
I suppose that smiling episode was a one-off.
Bonneville flashes me a grin before she reluctantly releases me and heads to my wife. She casts one last look at me and Ava’s glare turns so wild, I’m surprised no lasers come out.
“What’s wrong with her now?” I ask no one in particular after they disappear up the stairs.
“I must say, for someone so smart, you can be quite obtuse,” Sam says.
She was supposed to have stayed inside crocheting away, but she’s now standing by the door and shaking her head.
“Indeed,” Henderson agrees with a grim look.
I stare between them. “What’s this about?”
Sam sighs, turns around, and leaves.
