The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife as you and Rafe sat on the edge of the dock, you sat next to him your legs swinging lazily over the water. You hadn’t expected things to feel so off after you’d agreed to spend the day together. But Rafe, as usual, had a way of making everything complicated.

He wasn’t looking at you, but you could feel the heat of his glare piercing through the silence.

“Okay, what’s the deal?” You broke the quiet, though your voice was barely above a whisper. You knew he was pissed; it wasn’t hard to tell when he went all stone-faced.

His lip curled in a slow, sarcastic smile. “What? You’re confused?” His tone dripped with mock sweetness, but his eyes remained cold, unwavering. "You were just so subtle about it. I’m sure it was an accident when you forgot to tell me that you are meeting with your ex today. Just a tiny little detail, right?”