My Divorced Neighbor Told Me She Was Going to Steal My Husband, So I Humiliated Her at a Barbecue—Then She Found a Way to Shut Down My Bakery
“Are you worried about what I’ll say?”
“A little.”
I looked at him.
“I’m not going to scream.”
“That doesn’t entirely reassure me.”
I smiled.
Derek sighed.
Then touched my cheek.