Chapter 3
I let out a cold laugh. “If I were really trying to get back at you, I wouldn’t have given him a card. I’d have handed him the keys to my beach house.”
Ryan looked helpless. “I cleared my whole schedule today to come see you. You’re still mad?”
He pulled me into his arms. “Julia, what exactly are you mad about?”
I almost laughed in his face.
Unbelievable. I’d been furious all night, and Ryan didn’t even know why?
I shoved my phone in his face.
It’s a following request from Rachel.
Her new Instagram profile photo was obviously taken just today.
She was wearing the shirt Ryan wore this morning, striking a cutesy pose in a field of yellow roses, hands on her cheeks like she was in the middle of some influencer photo shoot.
“That breakfast? You didn’t make it for me. You made it for her. Three years of marriage, and you’ve never cooked for me.
“And the flowers? You gave me a bouquet. She begged you for a whole damn flower field. Tell me I’m wrong.”
Ryan went quiet for a few seconds before finally speaking. “If this is what it’s about, I’ll cook for you tonight. I can get you all the flowers you want.”
“Enough! Ryan, how are you still not getting it? Rachel crossed a line,
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and you let her. You let her waltz right into our marriage and do whatever the hell she wants.”
He looked at me like I was insane. “Julia, what are you even talking about? Rachel’s my sister.”
I laughed bitterly. “And I’m my brother’s sister too–but you don’t see me strutting around his place in lingerie. I don’t need him to tuck me in like I’m five, and I sure as hell don’t leave bite marks on his collarbone.”
Ryan froze, then instinctively touched his collarbone.
“You think I didn’t see that last night?”
He half–laughed, half–grimaced. “She’s always been like that. Like a puppy, she bites when she’s moody.”
I waved him off. “Stop. I don’t want to hear about your precious childhood memories. And don’t forget–she’s not even your biological sister.”
He went silent.
“True,” he admitted. “But that doesn’t mean we’re doing anything inappropriate.”
I let out a bitter laugh, heart pounding, and shoved him off me.
“Get. Out. Now.”
But Ryan just smiled.
He leaned in close, lips curling playfully. “Julia, in all these years, I’ve never seen you jealous because of me.
“I’ll talk to her. I’ll make sure she watches how she acts.
“Come on, don’t be mad anymore, okay?”
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He was always good at calming me down when I was about to blow up.
But just as I opened my mouth to speak, his phone rang.
Caller ID. Rachel.
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