“What the f*ck did you say?” Wade walked over, and I swore he looked taller and more muscular. Sparks flew and the air sizzled.

I felt the buzz of attraction all over again. I reduced the space between us as I felt the alcohol kick in. “Why the f*ck do you keep running?”

“Running from what exactly?” he coldly asked.

I was undeterred. “Why did you come back? If you wanted to be unbothered, you should have stayed away from Valletta so that ...