I knew I shouldn’t have said that the minute it was out of my mouth, but the mystery of why she was angry was starting to annoy me. The next thing she said clarified everything though. Voice tight, she told me, “Because she said she saw you doing things…with someone who was not me.”

My eyes widened as icy understanding filled me. Oh God, she thought I’d cheated on her. No, it was worse than that. She thought she had a witness who’d seen me cheating on her. But that was impossible because I hadn’t. I wouldn’t. Just the thought of being with someone else made me sick. Knowing I couldn’t convince her I was faithful while I was driving, I jerked the car over to the curb. Slamming it into park, I turned to face her.

Her eyes started filling with pain as I stared at her. It cracked my heart to see the doubt on her face, but at the same time, I didn’t blame her for her fears. Wasn’t I a wreck, just this morning? “I am not doing anything with anyone who is not you. Whatever she said was a lie, Kiera.”

A tear swelled in her eye and rolled down her cheek. “She knew about the tattoo, Kellan.”

Fuck. That was what had sold her on the lie. The tattoo was something not many people knew about, and the ones who did know, wouldn’t go spreading that knowledge around to random fans. It was private. So private, that I rarely took my shirt off at shows anymore. In fact, I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d done that. It was probably pre-tattoo.

Cupping her cheek, I brushed off the tear. “Then she saw it somewhere else, or someone told her about it, because I’m not fooling around with anyone.” Unbuckling my seatbelt, I scooted closer to her, resting my head against hers. “I’m only fooling around with you. I’m only getting naked with you. I’m only having sex with you, Kiera.” I pulled back to look her in the eye, praying she believed me. Pouring my soul into my words, I reflected her earlier sentiment back to her, “I chose you. I love you. I’m not interested in anyone else, okay?” You’re choosing me, and I’m choosing you. We’re in this together, 100 percent.

She nodded, but more tears rolled down her cheek. I hated this, hated the uncertainty that one stupid girl had shoved between us. Wanting to physically reassure her, I leaned forward and gave her a gentle kiss. Kiera seemed to relax under my tender administrations, and I hoped her doubt was dissolving. She had my heart, every piece of it—surely she knew that.