Cole’s POV

Lena was late, and I had been pacing across the court for the last fifteen minutes, my gaze moving from my wristwatch to the door every few seconds like some anxious idiot waiting for a date that might never show up.

I had planned for us to start early because I wanted to beat the crowd that would usually float in towards evening so we could avoid their unnecessary eyes and focus on why we were here in the first place. But she didn’t show up until it was past three in the ...