A million questions flooded her brain, backing up and spilling over each other. What were they doing here? Why were they together? What? What? Okay, she knew he already knew Gianna, because he and Andrew had planned to go into business together. But the way they were sitting there, side by side, heads close together, looked intimate. It made her stomach hurt. Andrew slid off his stool. Shelby put out an arm to stop him, but why she had no idea. It was his wife, sitting there with another man. He shook her hand off, fire blazing in his eyes, his mouth a grim line, and strode toward the small table. Jake and Gianna hadn’t apparently noticed them either, but Jake looked up as Andrew approached and came to a halt in front of the table, his hands curled into loose fists. Shelby scrambled down off the stool and trailed behind Andrew. Was he that furious to see his wife with another man? There couldn’t be anything going on between Gianna and Jake. Could there? But it hurt to see him with another woman, she had to admit, even though she tried to tell herself nothing could be going on.
