Chapter 83

• After Inara had settled in and taken a shower, she stood in front of her suitcase with a small smile on her lips. She might not have many choices here, but that didn’t mean she was going to make it easy for Agron and just play the meek little arranged bride.
• She pulled on her favorite pair of sweatpants with an old university sweatshirt she’d swiped from Gage and left her hair in a messy bun. She wore no make-up, pulled socks on her feet, and left the bedroom.
• If Agron wanted her as a wife, he might as well get used to this side of her. It wasn’t her problem if he didn’t like what he saw. With that thought in mind, she headed down the hall before descending the stairs to the living room.