Chapter 129 – Mixer

• But I clench my jaw and look away from Natalia clinging to Kent’s arm, knowing that we’ve made a decision about how to play this. And that I’ve got to stick to it.
• “Let her,” Kent said to me a few weeks ago as we laid tangled in the sheets of his dark room. “Let her think that I’m considering her as my wife, Fay.”
• “Are you?” I asked, hoping that my voice didn’t betray my terror at the idea. That I could lose him to that horrible woman –