I Am Not Ready

Lucas's POV

Red haze swallowed my vision as Maeve's face tilted toward Graham's. My blood boiled in my veins, burning hotter than the crackling logs of the garden bonfire.

Hell no. There was no way in hell I would sit here and watch her kiss another man right under my nose.

Was the universe playing some sick joke designed just to torture me? I had already let Celeste get away with her foul bu