MILES;
I couldn’t stay in the bookstore after seeing that.
The moment I pulled up and spotted Nathan leaning too close to Michela at her table, something dark and ugly twisted in my gut. His body language, the way he crowded her space, and that smile on his face like kitten was enjoying his company.
It took everything in me not to storm in and drag him out by the collar; that would create a scene, and I wanted nothing that would hurt her.
Instead, I walked straight into the house, jaw clenched so tight it ached. Jealousy burned hot in my veins. She was mine. Even if I had no right to think that way, that boy who had hurt her for the longest had no right to be that close to her.
I paced the living room, hands on my waist, trying to calm down. Skye watched me from her corner, head til
