Chapter 46
- DAVE
- I watched her.
- Watched as she took every bite of her steak and mashed potatoes, cutting through the soft meat with precision. My eyes followed the movement of her fork, the way it lifted to her lips, the way her soft, swollen, and pink lips parted. The lips I had kissed too many times both physically and in my head. She chewed, swallowed, and repeated, completely oblivious to the rage that burned inside me.