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Sam scowled, looking at the girl, confused. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"I'm Liz. An old friend of Jay's." She batted her eyelashes, but we all knew what friend meant. Someone that I used to fuck.

I had only a few relationships, and none of them had been with her. I met her at a party that Henrik held a few years ago. Neither of us was the tying down type, so we had a physical relationship.

I needed to correct this before Sam got the wrong impression. I didn't need Liz making it sound like we were still fucking when that ended years ago.

"No," Sam snapped before I could speak. "And could you give us some space, please? I don't need you placing your hand on my husband."

Liz looked like she'd been struck and stepped back. Sam tugged me closer. Her fingers tightened on my shirt as she glared at the woman. "Do I need to fucking mount him to get my point across? Go away."

Liz looked disgusted as she turned and walked away. I glanced at Sam, pretty smug. I didn't think she had it in her to be possessive like that. I couldn't ignore that it was kind of hot.

Sam watched the girl for a moment and then stepped away from me. She frowned. "Excuse me."

I stood confused as she retreated, unsure of what I was supposed to do.

Chapter 10 - Sam

I walked into Henrik's house, just trying to get a hold of my emotions. I didn't know why I snapped at the girl. Well, no, I do know why.

I was jealous.

I didn't like the idea of her placing her hand on Jay when he was married to me. It wasn't like we were physical, but we were getting along. But the fact that this girl just walked over and touched him so easily set me off.

Of course, I knew that Jay had clearly had physical relationships before me. He was a strikingly good-looking guy, and any girl would want to mount him. But to have the guts to walk up while he is already in the middle of a dance. That's something else. That was a woman that was trying to make a point.

I chewed on my cheek as questions filled my head. How long had they been dating? And how soon had it ended? Was he still dating her when I came into the picture? Had I made him break up with her? But he told me he wasn't dating anyone in the car. Had he lied?

I felt heat roll over me, and I knew my face was red. I couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment for how I reacted or something else.

I ran a hand through my hair and took a deep breath in. Even if Jay was with me, it didn't mean anything. It was out of obligation, and we weren't having sex, so it wasn't like I could tell him he couldn't look around. Though, he seemed to have no problem telling men to leave me alone.

I was just a human, someone that he'd been stuck with. She….well, he clearly chose her.

And she was stunning.

She had long red hair that fell in perfect curls and a model's face. She had a body that matched. Liz was tall and slim but with some muscle. She was tan, a golden tan from laying out in the sun. I imagined that when they were physical, Jay had been pleased.

I frowned, looking down at my outfit. I had pulled on some old jeans and a simple graphic T-shirt. I didn't dress up, knowing we were going to be coming up to see my brother, and I didn't need to look pretty. I could just dress casually and relax. I suddenly wished I had worn something better. Liz was probably out there trying to convince Jay that I wasn't a good enough person. My outfit didn't scream wife material.

I heard the door open, and I turned, watching Jay step into the house. He eyed me up quickly, looking confused. "Why did you leave?"

I shrugged, going for an easy lie. "I just wanted to get something to drink."

He scowled at me, seeing my hands were empty and I wasn't in the kitchen. "Don't lie to me, Sam. You were perfectly fine a minute ago, and then you ran off. What's wrong?"

I scowled, crossing my arms. "What makes you even think I'm lying?"

Jay worked his jaw. "I'm an Alpha, and part of that is being really good at reading people and their facial cues. And you look angry."

I scuffed and walked towards the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and pulled it out, filling it with water. "And maybe I just want space."

"Well, that's not happening."

I turned to him, taking a sip of the water. It didn't help that the heat that had built in my belly was traveling now. I felt hot all over, and Jay crossed his arms, leaning against the counter. "I'll stand here all day if I have to. I'm not leaving until you talk to me."

I drummed my fingers onto the glass, staring at him. "Who was she?"

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