CHAPTER 30

• My eyes are wide as my gaze meets with Sinclair's, and I move so fast, and almost fall off the bed. I scurry away from him, heat spreading across the cheeks at the thought he caught me.
• Again. Why the hell is he always walking in on me doing nasty things? Why is he even here? Isn't he supposed to be at a party with my brother? How the hell did he even get in?
• "Enjoying yourself, little Greene?” There's a glint in his eyes as the words slip through his lips, and I shake my head, slowly backing further away from him.