Chapter 16— Fuck Buddies.

Tristan

The door slammed shut behind me with a force that rattled the frame. I stood there for a long while, my hand still gripping the knob, my chest heaving like I’d just fought a battle. And maybe I had. I still was.

Kyra’s face wouldn’t leave my mind. The way her eyes had widened with shock and then hurt when she walked in, before she pulled it back behind that cold, blank mask she wears so damn well gutted me.

And it pissed me off more than ...