I held my breath, eyes wide, waiting desperately to see Ethan refuse.
Jillian's POV
But then, I was crushed by disappointment.
Ethan’s eyes were glued to Howard’s phone screen. Light from the display kept flashing across his face. He looked like a cat that had spotted a fish; his Adam’s apple bobbed with eager hunger.
After loving him for eight years, I had never seen him like this. If the woman on that screen were standing right there, he wouldn’t hesitate and immediately pounce on her.
As Howard swiped through the photos, Ethan’s mouth curved higher and higher. He clearly liked what he saw.
After a long, deliberate scroll, he stopped on one picture and said, casual and satisfied, “This one. That’ll do. She looks good.”
“You’ve got an eye, Ethan!” Howard crowed. “This one’s a tough prize. She's hard to get. I’ll call her over right now.”
The men’s leering laughter cut into me, and Ethan’s laugh was the loudest of all.
My heart fell completely into a dark pit.