I showed up twenty minutes early the next morning and still felt late.

The text sat in my phone like a live thing. I hadn’t replied. I also hadn’t deleted it. Every time I unlocked the screen it was the first thing I saw.

*You looked like you were thinking about it all day.*

I didn’t know which one sent it. That was the problem. It could have been either of them and my body reacted the same way.

Riven was already on the floor when I clocked in. He didn’t look at me right away. He was doing pull-ups, slow, the muscles in his back shifting under the black...