I push myself up, wanting to say something to intercept their pissy macho stare-down. “Look, if it makes you feel any better, it was a mistake.” Wyatt flinches. Dakota arches a brow. “I am curious. What did you plan to do? Go your entire life without anyone knowing?” “No one needed to know.” I look up at Wyatt, at the way he has my hand cradled to his chest. “I figured we’d just play along until one of us wanted a divorce.”
