She looked guilty as hell, which made sense. She had betrayed me in a big way. If Temperance hadn’t made me feel like a total tool, I wouldn’t have even called Deidre back. I would have let her deal with her shit on her own, just like she’d left me to deal with mine. But now she was in my house, ...
I pushed myself up off the couch and sniffed my way to the kitchen where Adrian was cooking a vast array of food. “Holy crap. Where did you get all this food?” I asked, pulling my tangled hair off my face. He shrugged. “From my house. I was starving...
