She placed her fingers on my cheek, gently guiding me to look into her eyes as she stared into mine. He’s not. A random paper clip? The last word I would have described my behavior was ‘clingy.’
“Oh, and that stunt you pulled yesterday?” He tutted at me. I stared into her wide brown eyes, and time seemed to come to a standstill. I breathed a sigh of relief. Erin settled down on the arm of the chair, and I enjoyed the feeling of her arm draping across my shoulders. “I don’t want to leave Natalie here by herself, so I say we spend the night here, wake up first thing in the morning, and head back to New York. “Get the fuck out of my house,” I snarled as I reached down and yanked a piece of glass out of my palm. After handing Tyler his ass and now having a lead on Roger, I was thirsty for more blood, and VanCamp had it coming. “I don’t think so.”
“Wait,” Erin said.
