CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX
ROXANNE'S POV
"Why would you say that" I wore an expression of disgust, squeezing my face to drive home a point.
Who did he think he was? Well, technically, he was my husband-to-be, that was if his Daddy gave approval to our marriage, but that didn't give him the right to detect the friends or foes I chose to go out with.
"It's just that," He cleared his throat "I overheard your conversation with Dera" He licked his lips and gave me a skeleton-hollow look.
"You overheard?" It sounded more like he eavesdropped because I had taken care to keep my voice as low as possible, very wary of his presence in the house.
"Yeah!" He shrugged like it was nothing serious.
My heartbeat increased. "How much had he heard".
I shifted uneasily "What did you hear?" I asked, praying silently that he had not heard anything about my dirty secret.
