Chapter 5

Shawn's expression was a sight to behold. He went from disbelief to anger, then to grievance. What did he have to feel aggrieved about?

"What are you guys doing?" he forced through gritted teeth. He clenched his fists and snarled, "What the hell are you doing, Luna Holt?"

Cameron helped me straighten my clothes. Then, he stood before me to shield me and said, "We were kissing. Do you need us to show you how?"

Shawn's breathing grew heavy. He swung a fist at Cameron, but the latter easily dodged it. The look in his eyes turned menacing.

Shawn snapped, "Luna is my wife, Cameron. How the hell can you do this to me?"

Cameron grabbed him by the collar and mocked, "She won't be soon enough."

Shawn turned to me when he heard that. "You're just trying to piss me off, aren't you?"

I sat before the bay window, my gaze mocking. "You think too highly of yourself. I'm just sick of being with you—it's as simple as that."

His eyes turned red with rage. "Let's talk about this."

"She has nothi