“What business of it is yours? He’s my boyfriend.” The man sneered at me. “No, he’s not. He hasn’t been your boyfriend for four goddamned years. And now you waltz in here stirring up old memories and pull Gray in again.” I blinked at him. “What are you talking about?” “You know just what the fuck I’m talking about.” “Devin,” Gray snapped. “Now is not the time.”
