Because Aaron was still working when Keeley got out of class at 2 PM, he got his driver to pick her up and take her home every day. She had nearly forgotten he even had one since he so rarely utilized his services.
One day about a week before her wedding, she was waiting at the edge of the parking lot when someone grabbed her arm from behind.
"What—" the words flew right out of her mouth when she saw who it was.
Ryan. What was he doing here? Shouldn't he be at work?
"You quit your job," he said flatly. "Is that man paying your bills? Are you nothing more than a sugar baby?"
Her eyes hardened. She hadn't spoken to him in over a month. Her life wasn't his business anymore.
"I don't see how that is any of your concern."
