CHAPTER 20
WHERE JEALOUSY LIES
SANTIAGO
Callie was sitting on the edge of the bed, the sheets hanging from around her chest. Morning light filtered through the curtains, pooling around her legs. She looked soft, flushed from sleep, hair messy in a way that made my chest tighten.
And the moment I popped the question, begging her to allow me to claim her, her breath hitched. Confusion passed over her face first, then something warmer, something she tried to hide and failed miserably at.
“Santiago,” she whispered, “I…”
I didn't bother to cut her off, I wanted her, I wanted the bond sealed permanently. The idea of sharing forever with Marco and Matteo made something dark twist inside me.
But she bit her lip and shook her head.
“No.”
The word cut through me sharper than any claw that
