A Cancelled Reservation

During the car ride to his company, Thane could feel his wife giving him the cold shoulder and found it cute.

"Brooke," he called out to her.

She made a hmm sound in response, keeping her eyes glued to the window.

"You're the one who said I should talk to her." He reminded her.

"I know. But you should've told me she liked you." Brooke retorted, stunning herself with how assertive she was being.

Thane slightly raised a brow, "How did you figure that out? I don't think I've told you yet."

"Woman's intuition." She replied, her tone still salty.

Her husband reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Mallory doesn't mean any harm, she's not the kind to go looking for trouble."

Brooke retracted her hand, "It's not really my place to say anything Mr Grayson about your personal life. You can see other people, but please not in front of me, let's-" halfway through her words, Thane cut her off.