Leo
I had spent five years keeping Kayden's secret and keeping him alive. I've forged records, sourced black-market suppressants that would cost me my license, and stayed up until dawn monitoring his vitals when his body tried to reject the chemicals—all so he could fulfill his dreams as hockey player.
So, watching him enter the lavatory with Rhys Calder only meant one thing: they were about to fuck again, and Kayden would stupidly let him knot him again.
I stood in the aisle, glaring at Miller as he was still holding my waist, and then gently, I pushed him away. "Again, you are a terrible liar, Miller Reid," I whispered.
"But I am a great kisser," Miller murmured, smirking at me.
The mention of the kiss sent a jolt of heat through me that I immediately converted back into my old self. I reached down and shoved his head back against the headrest with a bit of force.
