The instant Myla’s eyes landed on Jared walking in behind Beck, relief washed over her face so quickly that it almost hurt to witness.

“Oh, baby,” she breathed out, her voice soft and slightly trembling. “I thought you had left.”

Jared quickly shook his head, a smooth, reassuring smile curving on his lips as he quickly walked to her. “Of course not, baby,” he said, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. “I didn’t leave,” he continued, the lie rolling off his ...