Sara
When I woke up the next morning, I automatically reached across the bed for my husband, and realized that he wasn't there. Heart pounding, I opened my eyes and was greeted by the sight of Lauren's guest room. It was lovely, with robin's egg blue walls and an enormous king-sized bed covered in Egyptian cotton sheets. The problem wasn't the decor.
I groaned aloud as everything came flooding back. Seeing the nanny with her hand on Jaxon's shoulder. Our table was set up to impress... someone. The overall feeling that somehow Dana and Jaxon were the couple and I was the hired help, the intruder in their romantic evening. My suspicions about Jaxon trying to get me out of the way with a day at the spa so he could have Dana all to himself. How I had furiously stormed out with Camilla...