"Hey! Introduce me formally to your wife!" Cheska's voice rang out cheerfully from the doorway, instantly cutting through the thick, charged air between them and snapping their attention straight back to her.
She walked into the suite with a bright, easy smile, holding a heavy boutique paper bag which she casually set down on the polished console table a few feet from Jillyanna's bed.
"I thought you two already knew each other," Travis responded, his voice dripping with mild annoyance as he physically shielded Jillyanna with his body, waving his hand toward the open door like he was trying to shoo away an annoying stray cat. "I don't need to introduce anyone. Go away, Cheska."
