Chapter 50 - Possession
- My eyes quickly flick over Violetta’s casually mussed hair, her cute pajama set, Christian’s own t-shrit and checked pajama pants. The two of them, dressed like that, together at this hour means…
- But nope. I’m not going to go there. I’m not going to think about what it means.
- But it pisses me off just enough that I no longer feel bad about taking this job.