Kael POV

I’m nearing the end of my patrol shift when I hear a noise behind me. My mind immediately jumps to Megan. It doesn’t even need to jump. It’s been on her for the last forty-eight hours, ever since our date ended.

But while the noise comes from a girl, it isn’t Megan.

It’s Christina.

My ex.

I have to swallow a groan at the sight of her.

“Hey, Kael,” she says, sidling up to me and assaulting me with her sickeningly sweet vanilla perfume. It’s so overpowering that I must stifle a cough, and I long for Megan’s subtle, signature scent.

“Hey, Chris,” I grumble, stepping away and...