Jameson’s POV

I clenched the steering wheel, my jaw tightening as Aria’s words replayed in my head.

“We should just stick to our agreement.”

That single sentence made my blood boil. Why would she say that when we're together now?

For what? That punk, Nicholas? The same man she wanted to go do cake with? Never.

She was mine. Mine alone.

And this time, I was damn sure she was in the wrong. But instead of admitting it, her pride had made her twist things to blame me. Was it the first time ...