“This dress is something else,” he murmured, spinning me around so it moved like a wave. “I must thank your exes after this. I doubt you’d have let me within ten feet of you otherwise.” “Don’t you dare.” A laugh escaped me, and I tried to stifle it. “Or do. I hope it’s agony for them. They deserve it for falling for whatever leverage your papa has over them.” Ray reared back. His dark eyebrows arched high on his forehead. “What aren’t you telling me?” Ray questioned, looking around the room to see where Harold was.
