Silver's POV

I stared at my best friend in disbelief. I couldn't have heard her correctly. She wanted to get revenge on my husband?

"Revenge?" I asked her, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar. "What do you mean by that?"

She rolled her eyes and leaned closer to me from the other side of the table.

"Yes," she said, that look of mischief never leaving her eyes. "We should do something that'll hurt him like he hurt you."

"I don't want to stoop to his level," I said, folding my arms across my chest. "It doesn't feel right."

She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair as she thought about what we should do. Then I saw the light bulb flashing above her head and her eyes grew large.

"I know exactly what we should do," she said, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. "His ego is huge; everybody knows that. So, why don't we knock him off his pedestal?" I raised my brows.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, suddenly intrigued.

"You told me that you painted another portrait of him, right? A nude one?"

her boldness,

smile grew wide

it possible to

a moment before I gave her a hesitant nod. I could do pretty much

said, rubbing her hands together like some kind of

perfect?" I asked, my brows knitting together. "What

said, "Alter his man bits so it's smaller than

a moment, disbelieving what I just heard her say. My face was on fire, and I knew it was as red as a cherry.

was too stunned to say anything. Then, the imagery of Elliot with a small manhood in the portrait hanging

those around us. I covered my mouth to stifle the laughter, but it was no use. Tears poured from

take it you like that idea?" She said, smiling

the tears from my eyes; it felt good to let loose and laugh

you come up with something like that? That's

at the

just know men and that'll destroy his ego," she said, clearly proud of herself.

until this evening," I told her. "I can have it done

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