"Fine!" He yells as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone.
I reach behind me for Bella and she wraps herself around my back.
"Where the fuck is your wife?" He snarls into the phone.
"I know where she is…in my fucking guest room with your mother."
He hangs up the phone and looks up at us.
And the bastard smiles.
"He's on his way. Party's over."
Bella trembles against me and I turn my head and press my lips to her temple.
"You disgust me." He hisses.
"Because I love her?" I ask.
Tough shit.