Larissa's POV
The memory of Carson's intense stare during dinner replayed in my mind, making heat spread through my entire body once again.
"I'm kicking Wesley to the curb," I declared, working to sound nonchalant. "After his betrayal, I have absolutely no desire to waste another second thinking about him. And when I'm ready to notice attractive men again, I'll do it on my own terms."
"Perfect. Wesley was complete garbage and you deserve so much better than that."
Heath's voice echoed from somewhere nearby, followed by Denise's muted reply.
"Heath sends his regards," she said, returning her attention to our call. "Quick question though - is Carson available or taken? I couldn't dig up much information about him online."
I straightened up immediately. "You actually looked him up? What for? Planning to ditch Heath and make a move on Carson?"
