August's POV

It wasn't jealousy.

I'd never been jealous a day in my life.

But it bothered me knowing Isabelle spent all day in an office with a man I barely knew. As decent as she believed he was, she'd misjudged someone before.

I wanted to pick up where we'd left off, but fate seemed determined to toy with me. So far, everything between us had ended in almost. And those almosts haunted me to the point where simply thinking about her left me aching with desire.

When I got home, she'd l