“You’re snapping like a man who’s already balls deep emotionally but pretending he’s not. You sure she’s not more than just some girl you’ve been watching?”
I didn’t answer.
Because I couldn’t.
Because every word he said hit a little too close to the truth I’d been denying since the moment Lily stepped foot on this yacht in that f*****g sundress.
Nathan smirked again like he was enjoying my silence.
“Don’t worry. I won’t pry. But a little advice, Connor?” He leaned in, tone lowering just enough to make it personal.
“If you don’t want anyone else touching her, you might want to make that s**t clear. Fast. Because a girl like that? Someone’s gonna notice. And when they do, they won’t give a damn if she’s yours or not.”
I didn’t even realize I was growling until he was already walking
