I had planned this moment all week. Every touch, every kiss I had shared with Roman up to now had been intoxicating, but tonight was meant for more. Tonight was meant for fire, for reclamation, for me taking the reins. But also… it was for Chase.

I had sent him the address and the booth number like a breadcrumb trail, daring him to follow. He thought he knew me so well, thought he held my strings, but tonight, I wanted him to choke on the sight of me choosing Roman over him.

So when Chase ...