CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
RHETT
I had certainly no idea what the woman beside me was saying. Or what her name even was. Denise? Flora perhaps? Naah! Maybe Diana? Yeah, I give up. I couldn’t take my eyes off Freya. She looked happy, dancing like no one was watching. It was mesmerizing in a strange, yet addictive way. I could see-no, smell the lust off from more than just a couple of men eyeing her. And worst part? Some of these men already had women with them. Maybe it was a wolf thing but real marriage or not, she was still my f*****g wife; mine. I mean, I certainly knew she was extremely gorgeous; like a fine whiskey waiting to indulge my taste buds. One sip and I’ll-
“Quit with the eye-f*****g dude. You got a hot Haitian down on you real bad,” Justin nudged my side, whispering, “Unless of c
