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I was about to leave-keys already clenched in my fist-when I heard the voices.
But I saw the way Sera stiffened, saw the tight-lipped smile and the tension in her
shoulders.
He laughed. “What? Not my fault you’re into angry old dudes. Come on, a hot thing like you, you want someone who can actually keep up.”
I’d never loved her like a husband should love his wife. Never taken her out on a date or bought her flowers.
And then came the moment that snapped the last thread of my restraint.
“I’ll fucking kill you if you keep talking.” I snarled, voice dripping with acid.
Pathetic.
was moving before I even made the decision.
The teen paled, his expression briefly flickering with unease-then settling into something smug.
“Oh my goddess,” Sera muttered under her breath.
And when I saw him escort Sera to his car, as she clutched a huge flower bouquet, all
bets were off.
Good. That was good.
“Kieran,” Sera said, eyes narrowing. “What are you—”
His hand went to the small of her back in an act of subtle dominance.
Lucian turned his attention to me.
Lucian.
And that’s how I ended up trailing Lucian Reed’s stupid red sports car through the streets of LA like some lovesick lunatic.
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He turned to her, his voice gentle. “Ready to go?”
Sera didn’t even flinch.
Except…
I had no right to feel this way.
I stood there long after the door closed behind them, fists clenched at my sides, and the overwhelming urge to bash someone’s skull in-maybe the teen, preferably Lucian-
returned with a vengeance.
His body language screamed cocky as he leaned in, arms crossed like he owned the place, smirking down at her as he said something I couldn’t hear.
Sera exhaled, leaning into his touch. “Now it is.”
“Is that so?” He turned to Sera, giving her a slow once-over that made my blood boil. “Is he the ‘sort of’ boyfriend? I mean, no offense,”-his gaze turned to me-“but you don’t look like her type. What have you got on her, ten years? Fifteen?” 1
At first, I convinced myself it was harmless curiosity. Making sure she was safe. Lucian might’ve been polished and charming, but I still didn’t trust him.
Sera stepped between us, grabbing my wrist with both hands and yanking me back. Her eyes blazed with fury-but not just at the boy.
He stood too close to Sera where she waited near the theater, Lucian nowhere in sight.
“What, you don’t like compliments?”
“And I was handling it!” she snapped. “Whether it’s vans or dumbass kids, you don’t get to show up playing protector whenever you want, Kieran!”
I did it again; I overstepped when it came to Sera and got animosity for my troubles.
My brows arched when I followed their line of sight.
“She’s not interested.”
And just like that, she slipped her arm through his, and they walked past me. I flinched when her shoulder brushed mine, but she didn’t even turn her head.
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“Not your business, Kieran.”
My gaze flicked toward the theater doors. A group of teens loitered by the entrance, laughing and jeering among themselves, their attention fixed on one of them who had
peeled away.
“I don’t need your help, Kieran,” she said quietly. “I don’t need anything from you.”
He tried to speak-choked instead. “Would be…worth…it.”
I was half a second from snapping the little punk’s clavicle when Sera’s voice cut through the red-hazed fog in my head.
Loud. Unruly. Male.
“Sera?”
But instead of driving aimlessly as planned, I found myself taking the familiar path to
Griffith Park.
She didn’t pull away.
“Kieran,” he said with a courteous nod.
The cold night air hit me like a slap. I leaned against the building wall, dragging in a deep breath and forcing my thoughts into order.
I should have called it quits when they walked into the theater. I should have turned the fuck around and gone anywhere but here.
I lost it.
The teen, still rubbing his neck, muttered something under his breath. I growled low in
warning.
“She likes compliments,” I said, voice low and deadly, “just not from someone young enough to be her fucking son.”
I was within earshot as the boy laughed like Sera had cracked a joke.
At me.
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So why did it feel like I was being gutted from the inside?
And that should have made me happy, but I kept glaring at the sliver of space between them where their shoulders brushed when one of them took a deep breath.
“He wanted to.”
I didn’t return it.
He wasn’t doing anything wrong. He didn’t even put his arm around her when the lights dimmed, and the movie started-some overly sentimental romance if the piano score was anything to go by.
“More than ready.”
I stood there, still buzzing with adrenaline and shame, while she fixed me with a look colder than any slap.
“You too,” she said, rounding on him. “You shouldn’t be talking to girls your age like that, let alone an adult. Have some fucking respect.”
‘I should have stayed at home.’
I wasn’t even hungry. I was supposed to be out clearing my head-burning off steam after yet another exhausting round with Celeste, who was trying to spin my life into yet another PR stunt.
It had taken all my willpower not to smash in the skull of the pasty-faced cameraman she’d invited over to shoot a Day in the Life video of reunited mates.
For a second, the kid looked genuinely embarrassed. Then he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked away, muttering something that sounded suspiciously like, “Damn, she’s even hotter when she’s mad.”
That thought repeated like a dull drumbeat as I stood near the concession stand, hands in my jacket pockets, pretending to inspect the overpriced popcorn.
Sera wasn’t mine anymore. Hell, she never really was-not in the ways that mattered.
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Instead, I bought a ticket to whatever show they were seeing and sat two rows behind
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them, close enough to observe, far enough not to be seen, completing my descent into deranged stalker.
They weren’t touching, or talking, or doing anything other than watching the movie (which was better off showing on Pornhub than at a respectable cinema).
He leaned in closer and dropped his voice to what he must have thought was seductive. “Someone who can go with you all night.”
“He was harassing you!”
Before I could respond, another voice called out behind her.
He approached, brows raised, concern etched into his features. He took one look at the scene-me rigid with fury, Sera with arms crossed, the scent of tension thick in the air- and understood instantly.
“Damn,” he wheezed and then turned to Sera as far as my grip would allow. “Babe, if I die right now, at least I died for love.”
“Enough!”
“What is wrong with you?” she hissed. “He’s an idiot, but he’s a kid.”
“Kieran!” Sera gasped.
The boy grinned. He was maybe seventeen, acne-scarred and full of misplaced confidence. “Nah. Just talking to the pretty lady here.”
My vision burned from irritation and fury and a raw ache I didn’t have a name for.
I froze.
Lucian reached over slowly and took her hand. Sera didn’t flinch-didn’t hesitate. She let him hold it. A second later, he turned it palm-up and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.
“The concession line is ridiculously long, I figured we’d just get dessert after dinner. Everything alright?”
That was the moment I stood up and stormed out of the theater like a bomb about to detonate.
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She deserved this-to be with someone who cherished her and took care of her.
“She said walk away,” I growled, eyes boring into his. “You ever fucking look at her again, let alone speak to her, and I’ll make sure your own mother doesn’t recognize you when
I’m done. Got it?”
The boy’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He tried to play it cool, but his heart was racing. I could
hear it.
While I was still berating myself for coming to Sera’s house, an annoyingly familiar Aston Martin pulled into her driveway.
My hand shot out before I could stop myself. I grabbed the front of his hoodie, yanked him off balance, and slammed him against the nearest wall.
“You’re overreacting,” she snapped. “He didn’t touch me.”
“You expect me to stand by while some pubescent idiot tries to feel you up in public.”
My fingers curled around his throat-not tight, but firm enough that his smirk faltered. “Is there a problem here?” I asked tightly, ignoring her for now.
Sera exhaled sharply. “Walk away, kid.”
I’d moved on now; I was with Celeste. I shouldn’t have cared what Sera did in her spare time or who she did it with.
“I was just trying to help,” I muttered darkly, more angry with myself than anything else.
I tried to watch, to focus, but all I could see was them.
