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Yvonne's POV

“I’m fine. Kieran is an ass.”

“So are you,” I shot back.

He was smiling when he turned around. “I am. But he’s meddling. He needs to mind his own business.”

“He cares about you.”

The words made him uncomfortable. I could see it in his eyes and by the way he was gripping the glass in his hand. “I’m fine,” he repeated.

I took a drink of water. “Great. Then I guess I can go.” “Wait,” he said, stepping toward me once again.

I took a step back, bumping into the back of the couch. “Kylian, I only came by to make sure you were okay.”

He nodded slowly, his eyes on mine. “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking,” he said in his husky voice that always made goose bumps pop out over my body.

“Have you been thinking about what you did? How much of a jerk you were?” I snapped.

Once again, he looked uncomfortable. “Yes.”

I couldn’t let him off too easy. I was a softie when it came to him. He had convinced me to take him back once before. I had no