Shivering inside and out...but no cameras. Her home, under surveillance. Her life, unraveling, so many pieces proving to be only layers of truth. And as she’d stood frozen in shock beneath the camera in her home, her very first thought had been of Devin. Not a logical thought, not strategic or practical. Just that she wanted him. Secrets and all. For in the aftermath of this stark, undeniable betrayal by Compton, it was still his emotionally honest grin flashing through her mind. She’d drawn her lines and she’d made her decisions and she’d been wrong. What if there was more to it than just cameras? Of course there’s more to it. Once she started questioning her place here, none of it could be taken for granted. Especially not lately. Starting with that architect and his incorrect address.
