Cache could barely see he was so angry. His tires spit gravel behind him as he pulled away from Karla’s cabin. The sight of her in there, laughing with all of those women…it burned. Burned right through him, leaving nothing but smoke and ashes in its wake.
Laughing with them.
Laughing“Probably laughing at you,” he muttered, slowing to take the corner so he didn’t roll his truck. In his back pocket, his phone buzzed. He ignored it. He didn’t want to talk to Karla right now, and the likely other person who’d be calling if not for her was Leo.
Leo.
Leo.He could not believe she’d been talking to him behind Cache’s back. In secret.
But Karla did almost everything in secret—he knew that. He wasn’t sure why he’d expected her to act differently with him.
At his cabin, he left the truck idlin
