but the sight of a single tear streaking down Maddey’s cheek is what breaks me. My fingers flex around her wrists, pushing them harder into the truck. I release her hip, grasping the back of her neck in pure possession. My fingers twine their way into her curls, tugging on the strands until her head tips back with the force, angling her face up to mine. I’ve fought this long enough. My attraction. My feelings. The chemistry. I’ve warred with my sense of loyalty to my friends. I can’t deny it any longer. Maddey is mine, and it’s time for her to realize it. Hoo-Yah! I slam my mouth down on
