Brandon Whitcomb Asked for a Divorce Before the Sun Came Up, but One Bank Document Turned Everything Around
“There’s nothing on the table,” she said.
“Brooke will be here at seven with the title file, and there’s nothing on the table.”
“The eggs aren’t made yet.”
“I can see that much.”
I closed the trunk.
“Brandon said you’d take it hard,” she said.
“I told him you’d be sensible about it.”
I opened the back door and rested my hand on Toby’s chest.