Chapter 24

"I'm on my way," Tristan said, ending the call and immediately starting the bike again with more force than necessary.

The jealousy I'd been trying to suppress flared hot and ugly in my chest. Of course there was a she. Of course Tristan had someone he cared about enough to drop everything and race to her side in the middle of the night.

I should have expected this. Men like Tristan - strong, protective, devastatingly handsome - they don't stay single. They don't spend ...