Nicole Harper
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“Tristan is a caveman.”
Instead of agreeing as I expected her to, Rhea laughed. “What?”
“He’s a caveman,” I repeated with a hiss, still staring at my closed and abandoned suitcase on my bed. “He doesn’t know how to take no for an answer and he likes acting as if he owns me or something. He must have forgotten we are in the twenty-first century. I can have him arrested for kidnapping.”
“Whoa, slow down.” Rhea seemed more concerned when she spoke this time. “What happened? Did you two fight?”
Recalling what just happened a few minutes ago annoyed me all over again. I’d never seen a man so… so f*****g brazen. Any normal person would let me go if I wanted to, but this man’s definition of space was being five feet away from each other. He was insane.
“I wanted to leave
