Dumped by Ex , I married his Uncle
His voice was calm, controlled.
A low chuckle came through the line. “Come on, Uncle Ben, is that any way to greet family?” Jake’s tone was laced with amusement, but there was an underlying menace in his voice.
Ben leaned against his desk, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “We both know we’re not family, Jake.”
“True,” Jake admitted. “But we do share something in common, don’t we? Or should I say, someone?”
Ben’s eyes darkened. “If you called to waste my time—”