Ariel watched as Collin carried her drink back to their table.
"Here's your cocktail, M'lady," Collin placed the drink in front of Ariel.
"Thank you, Collin - oh..." She was about to pick up her drink when a hand went above her head and took the drink away before she could touch it.
She was about to turn her back and see who the person was, but Collin made it easy for her.
"Ah, Mr. Chaz, I didn't know you were a fan of fruit cocktails, but, that one's for this beautiful lady here," Collin was smiling brightly at the man behind Ariel.
Ariel didn't move in her chair; she kept her hands on her lap, feeling a little nervous. But why was she feeling nervous?
Aiden was her husband, and she had just shared a shower with him before she left the house, but each time he was beside her, she always failed to get her nerves together.
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