23*61 - Andy
"I knew it." She muttered angrily to herself as she technically ran out of the apartment.
She could still picture her husband's fiancee standing inside his room like she belonged there. Again, she could not help but feel like the third wheel.
Stupid girl!
How could she believe he would be interested in her except for a shack in bed? Naomie was right. A man like Lucas did not end up with a woman like her.
Damnit, Andy! Wake up!
But was she actually in love with him?
In her dream, or were those memories, she seemed to be. But was it real? Did she have feelings for her husband other than admiration and gratitude?
"No, of course not." She could not be in love with him. That was unthinkable.
First, he was nowhere near her ideal man. She liked his man to be everything that he was not. Second, he was an arrogant jerk to her.
