“It’s still a lot of money. And he thought he’d lose half, but I don’t want it.”

Kendall’s gaze turned confused and she chewed the inside of her cheek. “If that was the case, why hasn’t he done anything with it? Why sit on it? He only needed to be married a year. It’s been four, but he hasn’t touched it. Even if he fears losing half, what is he going to do with it? Why hasn’t he done it yet?”

Those were just some of the constant stream of questions I had that needed answers, but I wasn’t sure I could trust his answers. “I don’t know.”

“He might’ve been afraid of losing you. Because then he’d have to tell you about all of it.”

“I don’t get why he thought I wouldn’t find out.”

Kendall was quiet for a moment before she said, “I’m sorry. We all are. It just turned out really shitty.”

“Agreed.” I didn’t elaborate. My marriage had been shitty for a while. It had taken the talk with Taya to know why.

Our food arrived, and right as Kendall took a large bite, I blurted, “Did he really not work for a week?” To save Kendall from an awkward silence while she chewed, I continued, “I saw him last Friday and he looked…” Hot. Sexy. Like divorce suited him. “Good.”

“Beck saw him the weekend after…” She winced. “Aiden was hungover. Liquid diet for days, if you know what I mean.”

“Aiden doesn’t really drink.” He had a few beers when he got together with his brothers, and maybe one drink if he was schmoozing other execs.

“He did that weekend. A lot.”

I scanned the restaurant. Happy couples dining together. A family with an older baby. The mom was trying to feed the little boy a french fry, but he wanted to wave it around like a baton. I shifted my gaze away before I started thinking about what I’d put on hold at Aiden’s request.

How was I supposed to interpret the information about Aiden? Aiden didn’t lose control. The only time Aiden lost control was when he was coming.

Heat washed through my body and I squirmed. For my own sanity, I couldn’t think about anything sexual with him.

“Anyway,” Kendall continued, “Gentry moved some projects around to take the pressure off all of us and is running interference with Grams.”

“Does she know?”

“We haven’t told her. Neither of you need that right now.”

“Thanks.” A whole week off from work? And Aiden had just walked out? “Did he really throw a computer screen?”