Page 149 of Never Stop

“It was,” she agreed. “But we had a good time, didn’t we?”

The last time there was almost a fight in this bar, Nicole almost got slapped across the face by some bitch, but Easton had stopped the chick’s arm mid-swing because he was prepared for it. As Genevieve spoke, I wondered if he sensed I wanted to bitch slap her so fast her boobs would definitely pop out of her top, because the force would be so strong she’d fall on her ass.

“I see you’re still a cunt,” Easton stated.

My eyes widened as did Genevieve’s.

“Excuse me?” she snapped.

Easton stepped forward, getting in her face, and pointed his finger at her. “How dare you try to rub my past in my wife’s face!”

“It’s not like you took marriage seriously before.”

I wanted to speak up, remind Easton we were in his bar in front of his customers, except I couldn’t. This woman was evil and probably because she always had men fawning over her.

I didn’t think Easton could get any closer to the woman, but he did. “I may not have been a saint when I was younger, but this woman right here is my world. She has so much more going for her than lying on her back, legs spread open like you. Now, if you don’t get the fuck out of my bar, I will have Gary throw you out on your ass in front of all these people.” He waved his arm around to the bystanders.

“Easton, I was just stating facts,” she argued.

Without another word, Easton reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He pressed buttons and then held it up to his ear. “Need you at the bar, now!” He slid his phone back in his pocket after pressing the end button. “You have ten seconds to start walking, or you’ll be carried out of here.”

I heard commotion behind me, and I turned to see Gary making his way to us.

“Come on, Easton. I’m sor—”

Easton held up his hand for her to stop talking. “Get. The. Fuck. Out,” he clipped.

“Let’s go,” Gary said and reached for Genevieve’s arm.

“Easton!” she pleaded.

“Lady, the boss wants you out, so don’t make me throw you over my shoulder,” Gary warned.

Easton reached down and laced our fingers. He tugged me to follow him, and we left without another word. Once we were up in the office, Easton closed the door behind us and said, “I’m sorry.”

I smiled and stepped toward him as moved to lean against the desk. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I did.”

I frowned. “How?”

“What she said was true.”

“What she said wasn’t aboutus,” I corrected.

He sighed. “I still don’t like that I did that to Dana.”

I smiled tightly. “This is how I look at it. We both have our pasts, and you used to cheat on your first wife. But you know what? The very first night we met, you told me how you used to be, and I still married you because we can’t change our pasts, we can only change our futures.”

Easton smiled and wrapped his arms around me, my head leaning against his chest. “I love you.”

I smiled. “I love you too.”

“I’ll never stop loving you.”

I looked up into his crystal blue eyes. “And I’ll never stop loving you.”