THAYER

 

 

My self-discipline is legendary. 

 

I was born with privilege—with a golden spoon. Since birth, I was molded to be a man with dignity, with class. I was taught how to act, how to smile, how to behave, and how to speak. Everything. 

 

But here I was glaring at the asshole who broke my Kennedy’s heart while I was fighting the urge to yank her head and devour her mouth for a raw kiss. 

Pride swelled in my chest as she remained calm, throwing curses at her ex. 

 

A woman cursing in front of people was not quite impressive. With an exemption of my woman. And watching her stand against...