One o’clock in the morning. Where the hell was she? He tossed down the exam he’d been trying to grade and rubbed his eyes. Everything had been going so well last night then bam! The look in her eyes had torn at his gut since he’d left her last night. He looked out the window and spotted her car parked right behind his She’d made it home. Relief shot through him. He opened his front door and peered out into the hallway. His note was gone. He’d worried about her all day. She hadn’t returned any of his calls. Now, it seemed she wouldn’t answer his message either. He considered storming over to her place and demanding answers, but he knew how far he’d get with a confrontation. Instead, he gave up and got ready for bed. Zander lay down, but he didn’t expect to sleep. Questions about Tessa churned through his mind, troubling him. He fingered the scratches on his chest. She’d clawed at him when she’d shoved him away. He was almost sure she had no idea she’d done it. What the hell had happened?
