“How could you?” Rachel shoved Liam and he stumbled backward. “An affair with your secretary? Don’t I mean anything to you?” She stormed away, around the corner and down the hall.
“Rachel, stop. It’s not what you think.” Liam hurried after her.
“It’s exactly what she thinks,” Sam grumbled, remembering the way Liam had flirted with Mrs. Shaw, his secretary. Before they’d left the office, he’d called her babe and whispered something in her ear, making her giggle. The whole scene had been disgusting. And not an hour late he was with Rachel as if nothing was wrong.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Leanne asked, vitriol in her words. “All that talk about my sister marrying your brother and you didn’t think to mention that he was having an affair with another woman? A married woman? Don’t you think that’s something my sister should know about?”
“I did consider telling you,” Sam said, backpedaling. “I just didn’t think that was the right time.”
“When would be the right time? When she’s walking down the aisle in a white dress?”
“After what they were doing in the stairwell, I don’t think she should be wearing a white dress.” Sam’s snide comment set Leanne off again.
“You judgmental, hypocritical jerk.” Leanne stepped closer and sneered at Sam. “That’s my sister you’re talking about.”
“Who you were just criticizing for doing inappropriate things in the stairwell at a hospital.” Sam pointed at the door to the stairs as if Leanne needed a reminder.
“Just because I disagree with my sister’s actions doesn’t mean I think she should be judged about wearing a white dress to her wedding.”
“Whatever color her dress, she shouldn’t marry my brother,” Sam said.
“Maybe I shouldn’t marry you, either. What is it with you Cohen boys? You’re all a bunch of jerks.”
“Your sister, Adele, sure would disagree with you.”
“You didn’t see her the past five years since high school.” Leanne shook her head. “She never got over Nick’s betrayal.”
“And yet now they’re married,” Sam said. “Things worked out for them. They can work out for us too.”
“I don’t think so, Sam. But good try.” Leanne started to leave but Sam reached for her arm.
“Leanne, don’t walk away from me again.”
“Let go of my arm,” Leanne said through a growl.
Sam released her arm and shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks, not wanting her to feel threatened in any way. How did they go from making out to arguing again in the space of five minutes?
If only he could reverse time and not call out his brother about having an affair. No one would be the wiser. Liam and Rachel would still be riding the high of having snuck off to do things Sam could only dream about with Leanne, and he and Leanne could be planning their future together. If only. Ugh.
As Sam watched Leanne walk around the corner and hurry off in a huff, he leaned against the wall where he’d just been kissing her. She was finally his girlfriend again for one brief moment and then he lost her. Again.