Cole's POV.

I stood outside, hands braced against the edge of the car, breathing hard. The night air did nothing to cool my temper.

Lucas. That smug bastard. He was enjoying this.

I ran a hand over my face, willing myself to let it go. It wasn’t working.

Footsteps approached. I didn’t have to turn to know who it was.

"Man, you really let things get to you, huh?" Lucas strolled up beside me, slipping his hands into his pockets like we were old friends.

I exhaled sharply. "Go away."

"Why?" He smirked. "Emily’s in there, not going anywhere. Not yet, anyway."

I clenched my jaw.

Lucas leaned against the...