CHAPTER 63

Ryan's POV

The scowl I have on leaves my face the moment she stares up to meet my gaze. She looks so drunk and cute and I can't help but let my anger dissolve.

She is good at getting me mad. Then the next minute, my anger will be gone.

"Who the hell was that?!" I question her. She laughs and shakes her head.

"I have no slightest idea", she doesn't look like she cares about who he is but I do.

What if I wasn't here? What if I didn't come to the party with her, what would have happened?

I know how much she loves parties and I wonder about all the crazy things she must have done before we got married.

I know she had a boyfriend and obviously, she goes to parties with him but I can't help but worry about the sort of intimacy between them even after knowing that they never had sex.

She twirls around with her back to me as she puts my hands around her waist up to her stomach. Suddenly, I feel hard.

Shit!

Is she purposely grinding her body to mine?

Like someone who has no care in the world