Thirty one

I walk back to the study and the three of my new crew are all busy on their laptops. George sees me and he stops working on his laptop and gets up.

“Man, that’s your wife?” he asks with wide and unbelievable eyes.

I frown at his sudden question and his ridiculous facial reactions, but “Yea,” I nod in reply.

“Now I get why you’re not ready to let her go. If in the future I have a wife like that, I would kill any man that does as much as smiles at her. Can I say she’s a genuine delight? like seriously, she’s a living walking goddess!”

My teeth clench hard in jealousy, “No you can’t, but you already said that, haven’t you? And if you weren’t helping me ruin her stupid date with that douche you’d probably be dead too.” I snap harshly.

“How do you know he’s a douche?” Tina asks, suddenly looking up from her phone at me.

I roll my