I sighed, knowing there was no way out of this conversation. We’d made a pact not to ever talk about the secrets we shared—but there was also this other thing that happened.
“He told me to stop flirting with Nate—but I wasn’t,” I said, thinking about everything that had happened.
“Wait, seriously?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, biting my lip. “And when I told him I wasn’t his and could do what I wanted, he…”
My cheeks flushed, thinking about the way he hovered over me, pulled me in, wrapped his firm fingers against my waist. I didn’t want my body to react, but it did—and I had felt things I had never felt before.
“He what?” Trinity asked eagerly.
I scoffed, trying to act unaffected. “He got all possessive and was like, ‘Should I just take you right here in these woods?’” I mimicked his deep voi
