Buster barked loudly as he ran after my car when I pulled up our driveway. Flynn's phone rang, and he glanced at the incoming caller's ID before his eyes flicked to mine. I watched him as he quickly declined the call, but not before I saw Iria's name light up on the screen.
Suddenly my stomach felt like I'd swallowed some lead. I'd been so selfish. I hadn't heard her name mentioned in a while in the media. It hadn't even occurred to me that Flynn may still be with her.
"Did you just cheat on Iria with me?"
Flynn chewed his lip, drew in a deep breath, and exhaled heavily. "No. We're not together."
"So why is she calling you?"
Who am I to him anyway? I've no right to question him. I'd called him. I'd been the one to turn to him in bed. What Flynn did was really none of my business. "Sorry, I shouldn't have behaved like that. It's none of my business who you are with."