The Venomous Truth

Brenda’s smile died down, replaced by barely masked irritation.

“Preston. There you are,” she cooed, her voice slick with false warmth. “I was just talking to this lovely gentleman. His name is…”

“I know what his name is,” Preston bit out, cutting her off. The words were clipped and sharp with an irritation that went beyond simple annoyance. He didn’t even glance at me. His entire focus was on Bre