Marcus looked at the phone… then toward the bedroom door. The ringing continued. He had to decide whether to answer. Or let it stop on its own. Then he answered the call without thinking.
“Hello?”
Sophia’s head snapped toward him. “Who is that?”
He didn’t look at her. He turned his back and pressed the phone tighter to his ear.
Ryan’s voice came through cold and low. “Whatever happened today between you and my wife, should not happen again. Do you understand me?”
Marcus closed his eyes. “Ryan, I’m sorry. I—”
“I don’t want your apology,” Ryan cut in. “I want you to stay the f**k away from her.”
Sophia stepped closer, frowning hard. She could hear Marcus apologizing but had no idea why. Her eyes stayed fixed on the side of his face.
Marcus swallowed. “It won’t happen again.”
Ryan’s
