I Am Dead To You Husband
"Rude. You should have said hi."
Camila sighed, grabbed Emily's hand, and ripped it off her arm. "I had a long night, so whatever you're up to, we can do this some other time."
Emily smirked. "Don't worry, I'll make it quick," she said, her tone suddenly serious. "Now listen carefully. I know you want no trouble, and I'm going to say this really nicely." She tilted her head, her oversized sunglasses glinting in the dim light. "Stay away from Antonio. Go back to your fifth of a husband."