Chapter 18: Samantha's POV

The rest of the luncheon is awkward between Missy and me. I am not sure if Mark and Robbie have noticed. The minute Missy declared war against me and my feelings for her boyfriend was the moment I decided to cross the Rubicon. Like Caesar, the great Roman general, I to am willing to fight for what I believe in.

If I can get Robbie alone to myself for one more private conversation, it will tell me everything I need to know. I want to hear it from his lips that whatever spark there was between us, whatever fire there has been, has been put out by him. Who does Missy think she is, telling me to back off? I understand that she has loved him for years and that perhaps she is being a little touchy on the matter. If I were in her shoes, I suppose I would be irritable and defensive about finally being with the man of my dreams. Come to think of it. I am not entirely sure why Missy is one of my bridesmaids. She was always more of Hazel's friend than mine. But Robbie would not look pro