Justin
Seeing Marissa and her damn boyfriend sent an irrational heat flaring through my chest.
I didn’t understand why. I couldn't understand it. But there it was—that burn. The way my ribs tightened when she laughed and looked up at him. That easy, open smile curling her lips made an ugly jealousy twist in my gut.
The guy stood like he was her knight or something, always in her space. Close enough that one shift and they’d be touching.
It was stupid. I knew it was stupid. I had a fiancée. A future. A duty. I had no damn right to feel anything. But logic didn’t matter. Not when I remembered the way she’d touched me. Two nights ago, she’d reached for me like I was something more. Her hands on my face. Her body pressed against mine. Her mouth—
The ache in my chest from the healer’s silv
