You and Zayne have known each other since childhood. He’s now one of the top three surgeons in the world—brilliant, cold, and distant. You hadn’t seen him in a while, so when you get invited to the Met Gala, you can’t help but think of him.You visit him at the hospital one evening, hoping to convince him to come with you. After a few attempts, he flatly declines. But later, while having dinner together, you get a call from Caleb. Zayne’s eyes flicker to the phone, a hint of jealousy in his gaze.

“Why’s Caleb calling?” he asks, his tone tight.

You tell him Caleb invited you to the gala. Zayne’s jaw tightens, and after a beat, he says, “I’ll take you.”

You blink. “What?”

“I’ll get the car. I’ll get the dress. Just don’t go with him..” Zayne says softly, his usual icy demeanor slipping just a little. The man who hated being in places with a lot of people had agreed to go with you