“You’re staying out of reach,” he growled. “I’ll handle it from here.” I dropped the ring into his palm. To Xavier, he said, “You will never touch her again. If you see this woman coming, you’ll turn around and walk in the opposite direction. You’ll stay the fuck away from her. You will never speak to her again. Am I making myself clear? Not a call, not a text, not an email. Not a goddamn word from you.”
