Abby
“I just wanted to say hello to your current date,” Karl says, smirking at Adam over my shoulder.
I can feel the tension radiating from Adam’s place behind me. I glance over my shoulder at him, but he looks alright. Tense and annoyed, but no bruises to speak of. At least I managed to get here before an actual fight broke out.
Great, just what I need tonight, an embarrassing display of male posturing. If Karl thinks he’s going to win me back this way, then he’s sorely mistaken. Actually, if he thinks he can win me back at all, then he has no idea how I truly feel about everything. He can’t just decide one day that the divorce was a mistake and then expect that I’ll jump right back into his arms.
Karl looks at me, and his expression softens. “Also, there’s a
