Jase shoved his half-eaten burger across the bar, his appetite vanishing as he’d watched Kendall walk out of the restaurant with her date—a successful, stable, respectable-looking guy who she claimed to have everything in common with and who could quite possibly give her that future she was searching for. A future she one hundred percent deserved. Jealousy—an emotion he wasn’t at all familiar with when it came to women—nearly strangled Jase. He jammed a hand through his hair and swore beneath his breath, hating that she’d left with the other man, that the guy had the right to touch Kendall when he no longer did or could. More resentment stirred in his belly and ate at him like an ulcer. He’d never felt this way about any other woman he’d dated, or even Cheryl, who he’d had a year-and-a-half relationship with while they’d both been in the Air Force. Even when she’d ended things¸ he’d understood her reasons, and it had been easy to let her go.
