Sorry about skipping last Sunday and will be skipping next Sunday as well as I am having surgery...no worries -
Finally here are six from Russ' POV....
With Victoria doing a walkabout inside his brain, he had no idea what Brett had said.
As beautiful as a comic book vixen and just as dangerous, easily leading a man to his nefarious end. You’d think he would’ve learned the lesson taught to him only a month ago, sending him a half a world away to start over. Russ always thought of himself as a smart guy, but one look at Victoria had dropped his IQ by a third and him behaving like the bad boy the Australian press made him out to be.
Not that he was a saint, but he would never leave a woman at the altar because he’d never agree to arrive there in the first place, just the word sent a shiver down his spine. To him, altar was synonymous with sacrifice, with his balls offered up to the matrimonial gods.