Chapter 84

Ezra’s POV

Alex’s living room was quiet again, but I could feel the tension, like my best friend had just handed me a grenade and was waiting to see what I would do with it.

I sighed… Emily

Of all people, it had to be Emily.

I leaned back against the couch, beer bottle dangling loosely between my fingers, and tried to keep my face neutral.

Because I did understand him. More than he could possibly imagine.

But if I said that out loud? If I admitted why I understood?

He’d never look at me the same way again.

I glanced at Alex, sitting across from me with his whiskey, his jaw tight, his eyes stormy. He looked more wrecked than I’d seen him in years.

The kind of wrecked a guy doesn’t get from a bad deal at work or some casual fling gone wrong.

No, this was deeper.

Emily had sunk her teeth into him like a fucking vampire, and whether he realized it or not, he wasn’t going free anytime soon.

And God, wasn’t tha