CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
KYLE’S POV
“Turn back now, Kyle,” I whispered under my breath, my fingers steady on the driving wheel. Every part of me knew the moment I drove past the Welcome to Rodville sign barely five minutes away, there won’t be turning back.
But I f*****g wanted her. I couldn’t lose her. I knew the moment I kissed her, there wouldn’t be any turning back for me. Maybe that was why I kept telling myself to just turn the car around and drive out of town before it was too late. But I needed an answer all the same. Did she hate me now? And why of all the people in town, was she involving herself with Tristan? He was an open book of walking trouble. Everyone in town knew that and somehow Josh was letting her get swayed in the devil’s nest? I blew out a frustrated breath. Why was I
