Chapter 155 Damage Control
- Megan’s silence stretched for a moment. She was processing. That much was obvious.
- And maybe—just maybe—I’d thrown her off the scent long enough for Ace to grow a brain and say something that wouldn’t make her walk out again.
- Still, I could feel his eyes on me like lasers. He hated that I was talking. Hated that I was lying. But he also hadn’t said a word to stop me.