She had been prepared for this, but seeing them like that still sent a sharp sting through her chest.
Then, she scoffed at herself.
Why was she even reacting?
She had known this was coming.
“You only sent a driver to take Terri? Today’s her first public appearance as your wife, after all.”
Valerie glanced at Terri, then turned to Blayne, pretending to chide him.
Her eyes were full of warmth—sisterly concern, soft and affectionate.
But she never let go of his hand.
Terri was Valerie’s younger sister.
And Blayne was, in name at least, Valerie’s brother-in-law.
Yet here he was, sitting with her.
“One person is fine. She’ll have to get used to it sooner or later.”
Blayne shrugged, his gaze on Valerie filled with tenderness.
Even with Terri sitting right there, he didn’t spare her a glance.
In the backseat, Terri clenched her fingers together.
The spot on her waist—where Blayne had held her down last night—was still faintly warm.
The thrill of being wanted.
The sting of being ignored.
The emotions tangled together, making her legs instinctively press tight against each other as she swallowed back the aching in her chest.
“I don’t mind going alone…”
She had barely started speaking when Valerie cut in.