Wearing an Emerald Green Dress on My Birthday Cost Me My Husband

between Damon and me with a sudden, anxious look.

Jake did not look away from his father, his fingers wrapping tightly around the handle of his water glass until his knuckles went white.

“The dress fits her perfectly,” Jake said, his voice flat and hard.

“It is a lovely color,” Damon said quickly, his smile returning as he waved a hand dismissively. “I continue reading …