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Kylian's POV

I shrugged a shoulder. “What does that have to do with it?”

He smiled. “Because, you’re acting differently. You aren’t your normal aloof self. You’re actually pissed at the idea she was going to throw you over for your brother. We all know that has happened before. All of you have burned through more women than I can count. You’ve swapped women and usually either laughed about it or punched the brother and moved on. You’ve never cared before.”

“I don’t care.”

“Bullshit. You do care. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be sitting right where you are, all torn up about it. You followed her to a restaurant, to spy on her, because you suspected she was up to something and now, you’re jealous. You’re jealous because you think she’s sleeping with Kieran,” he pointed out.

“Jealous. I’m not jealous,” I argued.

He raised one eyebrow. “You sure about that?” “I’m mad that Kieran is going behind my back.”

“You don’t know that. I know Kieran and that doesn’t sound like him,” Desmond said, pis