Chapter 13

Rhett’s POV

I glanced at my phone for the second time, my jaw clenching as the familiar message I didn’t want to see flashed on the screen. With a low curse, I shoved it back into my pocket, frustration bubbling inside me like acid.

Layla.

Why the hell couldn’t she leave me alone?

I hated to admit it, but she was the woman Astrid had seen me with at the mall. I hadn’t meant to run into her, but when I went to pick up a few things, she was there. And Layla was ...