[I HEARD you had a handsome client today at work. Brix, isn’t it?]

After furrowing her brows, Vivianne's expression was replaced by a smile. She didn't leave the driver’s seat yet to type her reply.

[Why do you ask? Are you jealous?]

Less than a minute later, Beckett replied again. It seemed like he was just waiting by his phone now and had nothing else to do.

[You’re my wife. Why would I be jealous?]

[Then why are you asking if you're not?]

After sending that, Vivianne had to wait a ...