“No one else."
Grace bit her lip. A debate raged inside of her. Did he not realize what other people thought of her. If only one person had told her of Dolores' hijinks she might not have believed him, but Hank had no reason to lie to her.
“You think so?"
His stare tried to bore a hole through her as if daring her to refute him. “I hear Dolores has been with a lot of people."
She regretted the words when the pain pierced across his steel eyes, making them closer to flint than anything that could hold up a building.
His jaw clenched and a muscle worked in his cheek. “Those are lies."
“Zach," Grace said in her “calm the patient" voice.
His shoulders slumped. “Okay, I know about Dolores. That's why we're divorced. She ran around on me."
He turned away from her. She obeyed her instinct
