Accidentally His: My Brother Stole My Husband
I told her I wasn't far from her before congratulating her on her new endeavor, and she said she hoped I would stop by.
“Thank you! It’s been a journey getting it off the ground,” she added, and just like that, we were chatting away like old friends. I learned that it was common for men like Levi to send stylists and makeup artists to their girlfriends to prepare for special occasions. And I blinked, realizing she believed Levi and I were dating.
“Oh, we’re not dating.” Quickly correcting that, Lena’s eyebrows rose. “You’re not?”
“No,” I assured her, feeling my cheeks heat up as the memories of everything that happened came rushing back like a torrent.