Stephanie's POV
Cane cleared his throat and dropped back into his chair like he hadn't just tried to crawl inside my skin with his words. His cheek was still red from my slap, but he acted like nothing happened.
From the way his jaw tightened and how his fists clenched, I could tell it was a real struggle keeping his cool together.
James and Bradley sat down slow, looking at us like we were wild animals in the same cage.
Bradley spoke first, voice careful. "So… are we settled?"
I crossed my legs and gave them my sweetest smile. "Oh yes. Everything is perfect. I'm moving back into the house tonight."
Cane's head snapped up. "Like hell you are."
I tilted my head. "We're still married, Cane. That makes it my house too."
"For someone who claims she doesn't want anything to do with me, you sure are excited about moving back in."
"Think whatever you want Cane, it still will not change anything. I'm moving back in and that's final."
