|Katherine|
“I didn’t know you… got married, Kat,” Caleb said, his eyes flicking toward the man seated beside me.
I let out a quiet sigh and followed the line of his gaze.
“Yeah,” I replied shortly, my voice neutral as I looked back at him.
His attention, however, stayed fixed on Javier.
“Was it an arranged marriage?” he asked without hesitation, shifting his eyes back to me.
I felt Javier straighten in his seat, and I already knew what he was about to do. Before he could open his mouth, I placed my hand on his thigh, giving it a small, firm squeeze—a silent plea for him to hold himself back. The last thing I wanted was another clash between the two of them, especially when Caleb’s company supplied our furniture. I couldn’t understand why Javier’s manners seemed to vanish at the most
