Chapter 38
- CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
- A muscle ticked in his jaw. “Explain.” He said.
- She was only too happy to do so. “I spent three hours as the butt of every joke in the room. Poor hopeless Tess, throwing herself at the gorgeous Dash Black,” she mimicked with savage pain. “Did you see how he had to practically tear her arms off of him? We always knew she was hopeless, but to be that desperate.”