And what kind of woman stayed out that late anyway? May seemed so... wholesome. Shy smiles, soft laughter. Now suddenly she was living her best life on a date?
He tried not to imagine it. Her laughing at another man's jokes.
What if he kissed her?
Kade's fist clenched, the armrest groaning beneath his grip.
He didn't care.
Not at all.
He was fine. Just… fine.
The clock struck twelve with a long, resonant chime. The sound echoed through the house, bouncing off the quiet, stirring up emotions he refused to name.
Soon after, the hum of tires on gravel reached Kade's ears. His head snapped toward the window. A little car pulled into the driveway, its headlights momentarily slicing through the darkness.
He stepped closer to the window, muscles tight, jaw clenched. May stepped out of the car, giggling. A soft, airy laugh and he hated how his chest responded with warmth.
