ANDREA’S POV
For all the many, many reasons I detested Kade Nightshade, one of the most predominant ones was his ability to scramble my brain.
Why else would I open my stupid mouth and tell him the truth about my relationship with Zayne? It was the one thing I could hold over Kade’s head. I knew he drove himself crazy, wondering what the relationship between Zayne and me was.
It was the only weapon in my revenge arsenal, the only way I could hurt him for his lies and betrayal. And now, looking at the hope that lit up his face at the knowledge that Zayne and I were platonic, I wanted to kick myself.
It was bad enough that he was here. I really thought—really hoped—I would never see him again. I was prepared to grieve the loss of what could have been, nurse my anger, eventually
