To Ivy’s left stood Onyx and Jake, and to her right—just stepping out of his car—was Ethan, lips tightly pressed together, eyes locked on her.

Ivy’s scalp tingled.

Should she run left or right?

This was a real-life “between two men” situation—and not the romantic kind.

Ethan hadn’t spoken to her properly in twenty-four hours. He’d been on edge the whole day, and the moment he saw Jake standing there with Onyx, his ...