The Three Who Chose Me

Josie

I watched the growing tension between Thorne and Kiel, as they faced each other off, breathing down each other’s faces.

It was a sight to behold, because I’ve never seen Kiel so...worked up.

Red-faced and all.

"I’m not backing off, Kiel." Thorne lashed out in a cold voice. "You had your chance with Josie, and you messed it up. I’m not letting you hurt her again."

"What the hell is your problem?" Kiel returned in a voice filled with cold efficiency. "You forget that this is between Josie and I. Why do you think you can butt into my relationship with her?"

Thorne scoffed, his eyes cold and lacking humor. "Relationship?" He repeated. "Don’t be delusional, Kiel. There’s no such between you and Josie. This is between us three—four, rather. Like it or not."

I clenched and unclenched my fists at my sides, my heart growing hot with rage and agitation that these two might get in another fight.

Seeing their faces was hard enough, then seeing them tear at each other’s throat? Over me?

Nah. They could do that for Michelle. Not me.

"...piss me off, Thorne. You wouldn’t want to be reminded what—"