The first tear that slid down Heaven’s face shattered Dylan’s heart. She was on the verge of a breakdown. He didn’t need her voice to confirm it. The hum between them shook like a palm tree in a hurricane.
“Heaven, wait. This isn’t what you think.”
“So now you can read my thoughts?”
“No. I can sense how upset you are. Please, let me explain.”
Damn it! Why did he tell Layne and Scott about the dreams? And why had Scott opened his big mouth to Hope?
“I’m an i***t to think you cared about me,” she sobbed. “All of this has been a lie.”
His fingers wrapped around her arm. “That’s not true. How can you say that after everything we’ve shared?”
“You’re just like every guy I’ve met.” She glared at him. “I can’t believe I fell for you.”
“But I’m not with—”
“Go to hell,” she shouted, jerking
