A pretty brunette approaches, and I roll my eyes. Gaze locked on the back of Carter’s head, she tucks her hair behind her ears and takes a deep breath before tapping him on the shoulder. “Excuse me. I’m Arianna.” Carter doesn’t look up from his menu. “I’m married.” I lift my own menu to hide my snort. Arianna opens her mouth, and Carter cuts her off before she can speak. “Happily.” He looks up with a grin and shows her Olivia’s smiling face on his phone screen. “Isn’t she beautiful?” He flips through his photos. “Here she is on our wedding day. Fucking gorgeous, right? And here’s the baby
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