|Javier|
“Is that… your wife?”
Gabriel’s voice sliced through the fog of my thoughts, pulling me abruptly back to the present. There was a teasing lilt to it, light and mocking, but his eyes weren’t on me—they were fixed on something below. Something on the dance floor.
I frowned, confusion knitting my brows. “What the hell is he talking about?”
Earlier, Katherine had told me she was meeting up with her college friends for dinner. She’d mentioned she might be late getting home because she wanted to catch up properly, linger over stories and laughter. That was it. Dinner. Just dinner. Nothing more. So why… why the hell was she here now? Did they decide to extend the night, turn it into some kind of wild outing with drinks and music?
I followed Gabriel’s gaze, letting my eyes sweep over
