#Chapter 8: This Event Is A Disaster

A cold sweat breaks out in the back of my neck. I have no idea why Miles is calling me out like this. Could it be the check? I offended him so much that now he’s taking it out on my husband. But surely he overheard Cynthia talking about how Garnar wants an open marriage. Does he think a happy wife would step out with someone she thought was a call boy? Maybe he doesn’t care about any of that. He’s the wild card. Unpredictable, unknowable. Whatever comes next will be a surprise. I hold my breath, feeling very much like I’m teetering on the edge of a knife. I may hate Garnar, but he needs his reputation to keep his job. And he needs that job to help take care of the girls. My own position wouldn’t pay enough to keep up their current lifestyle. I want those girls to have the things they want. So that means, I have to stand beside Garnar in this. The feeling, I don’t think, is mutual. Garnar glares at me in vicious disgust. He’s blaming me for this. I suppose, he has a right to. I