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“I’m not your wife.”
“Right, you and Andrea took care of that. So what? We’re divorced now?”
“Until I kill you.”
I nod slowly. “Right. Well, here I am—kill away.”
She snarls at me, and I grin. “What, love me too much to kill me?”
“Since I don’t have a weapon, it would be kind of hard to kill you.”
I shake my head. “Liar. You’ve made it clear your skills are far greater than you let on. And you’re pissed—there’s nothing that will stop you when you’re angry. You could kill me with your bare hands, but you don’t want to.”
“You killed Kit—I want to kill you for that.”
I sigh. I should have asked Hayes about why I killed Kit before I started this conversation. But I didn’t—probably because I don’t want to know the truth. I’m a monster, and she deserves to hate me.
“If you hate me for that, then there’s no way you fell in love with Andrea so quickly.”
She doesn’t answer.
“Why him?”
She looks up with wetness in her eyes. “Andrea didn’t kill the love of my life.”
“That’s a reason to not hate him, not to love him. Not to let him fuck you and enjoy it.”
The wetness in her eyes glistens as a fire begins to burn. “Who I fuck and what I enjoy is up to me, not you.”
“I’m your husband.”
“Not anymore. I enjoyed fucking Andrea because I like him; maybe I’m even falling for him. He saved me when I needed him. He helped me get through the worst days of my life. He’s strong—he’d be a good Corsi leader, and he’s hot. So yes, I enjoyed it.”
I growl, but I can’t tell if what she’s saying is the truth or not.
“Besides all of that, I wanted to decide my own future. My father won’t have a choice but to accept Andrea as my husband once he realizes I’m pregnant with Andrea’s baby.”
My eyes bulge. “You’re not pregnant with Andrea’s baby. If you’re pregnant with anyone’s baby, it’s mine. But you’re not pregnant. And you didn’t fuck Andrea until tonight, so even if you are pregnant with his baby, you won’t know for a while.” I’m sure they weren’t fucking behind my back.
She shrugs. “We’ll see.”
I sigh. “This is getting us nowhere.”
“We need to discuss River,” she says.
“Do you know where she is?”
Rialta frowns. “No.”
I watch her closely. I believe her, but I’ve been fooled before. I don’t trust my own instincts. But this is her sister we’re talking about. They share a connection far greater than anything I have with Hayes or Gage or Beckett. Rialta and Ri have protected each other countless times. She may not love me, but she loves her. She wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt her.
“But I know how you can get her back,” she continues.
“How?”
“Trade me for River.”
My lips drop. “No.”
