I sighed as I looked up at the obscene decadence looming before me. This was the mansion I’d come to loathe over the past few years, and one I’d ended up at more times than I cared to count. It was home to one of the most obnoxious playboys I’d ever met, a walking, talking, self-entitled stereo...
Tyler didn’t give me the chance. As soon as he parked in the circular drive, he went to my side, lifted me from my seat, and carried me over his shoulder inside. I worried, briefly, that Lucas might see us. But maybe Mr. Cross had given him the day off, because I saw not...