Chapter 13
Rhett’s POV
I glanced at my phone for the second time, my jaw clenching as the familiar message I didn’t want to see flashed on the screen. With a low curse, I shoved it back into my pocket, frustration bubbling inside me like acid.
Layla.
Why the hell couldn’t she leave me alone?
I hated to admit it, but she was the woman Astrid had seen me with at the mall. I hadn’t meant to run into her, but when I went to pick up a few things, she was there. And Layla was never the type to walk away quietly.
My eyes shifted back across the living room. From where I stood, half-hidden, I could see Astrid and Talia whispering on the couch, their voices carrying faintly, though the words weren’t what I focused on. No, it was Astrid herself.
Her blonde hair trailed down her back like sunl
