“Cassandra didn't seem to sense the danger and leaned closer. "I'm a huge fan of your show. Cassandra Lavlin. My fiancé is Adam Cashon." She looked at me expectantly.
"How nice." I wanted to turn away. I wanted to lay into her. I stood frozen.
She blinked, obviously expecting more. "And you're with?"
"Lucian Osmond."
It was fairly gratifying to watch the color leach from her face.
"Oh. I...ah...I know Luc... Lucian, that is."
"I know."
"You do?" She appeared pleased at this and glanced toward the ice.
It didn't take any special talent to know she was looking at Lucian.
You don't deserve to set eyes on him.
"Yes, his cousin Anton said Lucian had been engaged to a woman named Cassandra."
Her smile was a little less steady now, and she eyed me with wariness.
"How lucky for you to find another fiancé so soon."
May made a strangled noise of amusement, and Cassandra's friend glared.
"Uh..." Cassandra's nose wrinkled, and I knew she was trying to work out if I'd insulted her. "Thanks."
My answering smile was glacial. "I really should thank you."
"Thank me?" Confused brown eyes blinked rapidly.
"Yes. If you hadn't walked out on Lucian, I might not have met him. He's the best man I've ever known. So thank you.”