MIDWINTER MATE
He felt a pang of guilt for the students he taught, but he couldn't perform when he felt this hollow.
Diego seemed to sense the deception, but he didn't push. He shifted in the bistro chair, his hands clasped tightly. “Kol, look. I’m so sorry,” he blurted out. “I never should have engaged with Paige. She reached out, and I replied without thinking, treating it like a casual joke with someone from my past—”
“Stop,” Kol interrupted. “She wasn't a 'friend.' She was a lover. I know it, you know it. If we’re doing this, start with the truth.”
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