Chapter 112

She was dating this douche again? “Bullshit. She has a restraining order against you.”

“She did,” he admits. “She lifted it a few weeks ago. You know, when I moved in.”

He was living with Tessa?

That had to be a lie. If it wasn’t… Just the thought of this slime cohabitating made his blood boil. “I don’t believe you.”

He reached into his pocket and produced a jingling ring, singling out one shiny key in particular. “This is mine. I moved in almost two weeks ago.” He leaned in. “And unlike you, pal, I’m not sleeping on the sofa.”

Zy had to muster all his will not to lay waste to the motherfucker right here, right now.

Cash laughed. “You should see your face. You’ve got it bad for her. Back in March, you wanted to do more to her body than guard it, but you never did. And now she’s mine again.” He dropped his voice. “In case you were wondering, we fuck. All. The. Time. She’s a lady in the kitchen but a total whore in the bedroom. And I’m here for it.”