The Wild Virgin (HER POV)
“Grandpa, cousins, this is Rammel Jordan, my husband. Ram, please meet my family, and this is my grandfather.”
Grandfather studied him for a long, assessing moment. “I think I know you,” he said finally.
Ram inclined his head politely. “Ram Jordan, sir. We met at a hotel during your granddaughter Amanda and my nephew Rafael’s wedding.”
I wanted to vanish into the floor. How could I have forgotten that?
“You married your ex-boyfriend’s uncle?” Michael hissed under his breath.
“Yes, I did,” I said firmly, though my fingers trembled beneath the table.
Ram’s hand slid over mine, steady, warm, grounding, and I felt my pulse begin to even out.
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