Chapter 43

• Jadon wasn’t stunned. No. Scratch that. That was too tame a word to describe what he felt. His brain had literally gone offline the moment Tapiwa mentioned her intention to stay under his roof.
• Which was probably why they were now in his living room, and he had no idea how they had moved from the door.
• An awkward silence stretched as they both just stood there, surrounded by his furniture and the heavy scent of whisky in the air as though Jadon had somehow bathed the room in it before she arrived.