Chapter 26: Jumped by a Bunch of Old Men and Women?

Atreus Lyson sat in his car, his mind replaying every word of the conversation between Lola Lashbrook and Rhea Zimmerman. He didn't love Lola Lashbrook anymore. What enraged him most was how he hadn't seen it sooner. She had turned out to be that kind of woman. Thinking back on the past month, it all felt like a bad joke. Every time he tried to touch her, she brushed him off with excuse after excuse. Too tired. Not in the mood. Anything to dodge him. And he, idiot that he was, had even felt sorry...