Lauren paused, then turned with a polished smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Happy married life."
Heather almost laughed. "I wish it was."
Lauren tilted her head, face arranged in mock sympathy. "Why? Did Caius cheat again?"
Heather didn't answer right away. It was almost amusing, the way Lauren still tried to provoke her, and they were not even teenagers again.
She thought she knew everything. And thought she still had that kind of access.
"I doubt it," Heather said, her voice flat.
Lauren's smile sharpened. "Give it time. One pretty face, I bet is all it takes. And he'll serve you divorce papers again."
Heather smiled. A real one, this time. "If he does, I'll sign them with a smile," she winked. "If you assume I married for love. You assumed wrong."
Something flickered in Lauren's eyes—interest, and her mask dropped just a little.
"You don't love Caius?"
"No," Heather said simply, glancing away."Is this why you called me here?"
