Chapter 20

Molly POV

I keep a firm grip on her wrist as I move around Christian so that I am now standing in between Amy and him except I’m standing so close to him that I can feel the heat from him on my back and for some reason, it sends a shiver through me.

She tries to tug her wrist out of my grip but she’s too weak. “Get your hands off me bitch!” She spits out, her face wrinkling up like she’s 60 years old when in reality she must be in her late 20s maybe 30s.

“You must be Amy?” I don’t even try to sound polite to her I have no time for parents that abandon their children.

“Yes, I am!” She suddenly stands proud with her shoulders out her head held high and both Tom and Zack burst out laughing while I try my best to keep my laugh in check. She tugs on my hand again but again I don’t let her go

“It’s not nice when someone puts their hands on you when you don’t want them to is it?”

“Christian is my husband and I can do what I want to him!” Oh, this