Ulterior Motives

KELLAN’S POV

I couldn’t focus on anything after that.

Not the food. Not the conversation. Not even the way Piper kept trying to bring the mood back to what it was before. All I could see was him standing there like he belonged at our table.

Like he had a place in her space.

My jaw tightened as I stared down at my plate, my grip on the fork just a little too firm. I barely tasted anything I ate.