Triad

Prologue

“I don’t know what to do.”

“Don’t look at me, it’s not my decision.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Very helpful.”

“What do you want from me? I’m not going to beg you to stay.”

“I never asked you that!” I felt my voice rise again and forced myself to calm down. He had a way of making me lose control. Sometimes it could be good, very good indeed, especially if we were together in bed. But other times, like now, I just really wanted to hit him. “Never mind,” I finally replied before leaving the room.

“You’re such a dickhead.”

Noah glared back at me and quickly left the room.

“That went well.” Kade’s eyebrows rose.

“Shut up,” I snapped back. Rubbing my tired eyes, I sat down in a corner of the dressing-room. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I could never get anything right!

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing that concerns you, Kade.”

“It does if it has an impact on Noah’s performance.”

I laughed, the sound sharp and brittle. “Do you really think this is going to affect him? You know him better than that surely.”

He sighed, his hand grabbing mine. “Why do you stay with him?”

“I don’t know.”

He nudged my chin with his free hand and our gazes locked. I felt my eyes widen at the intensity in his. Uh oh. Time to run.

I tugged my hand free, jumped up from my chair and ran out of the room.

This wasn’t good.

It’d taken me a while but I’d finally understood why I was still in this situation.

Why, even if Noah was driving me nuttier by the minute, I was still sharing his room.

The ex-girlfriend who didn’t want to cut free.

It was pathetic.

And it was all his fault.