CALLUM
I sighed.
“You keep coming back to that.”
“Because it matters.”
He jabbed a finger toward my chest.
“You’ll hurt her.”
My temper finally started creeping up.
“Funny,” I muttered.
Ethan frowned.
“What?”
“I don’t remember asking you for relationship advice.”
He took a step forward again.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I.”
I straightened away from the wall.
“Look, man. You don’t get to wreck someone and then start issuing warnings about how other people treat them.”
“That’s not what this is.”
“Isn’t it?”
I studied his face for a moment.
“You feel guilty,” I said. “So now you’re trying to control the aftermath.”
His expression darkened.
“You think this is about me?”
“I know it is.”
For a second neither of us spoke.
Then Ethan’s voice dropped.
“She deserves someone who ac
