Vivian's POV
"Who are you?" Even as Vivian asked the question again.
She already knew exactly who the naked woman before her was… she was someone that Ryan was sleeping with. But the sick and twisted part of her that took comfort in being right, even if it hurt her, needed to have confirmation.
And so she waited, just standing there, while the other woman rolled her eyes at Vivian, like she was a lesser being. Which, given the perfection standing in front of her, Vivian probably was. From the looks of her she was probably an A-list celebrity, perhaps a supermodel or an actress.
Running her finger over her collarbone and capturing a few droplets of water on the tip of her finger, the other woman flicked the water in Vivian's direction. Only the distance between them saving the preschool teacher from getting hit.
