Chapter 847 What Normal People Do

• Posey
• Music wafts toward us when we reach the outskirts of a quiet, lakeside town. Beyond the trees now growing sparse, the moon glimmers over the lake, which is teeming with boats, all of them anchored just off the shoreline where a huge party is taking place. It’s a warm night. A calm one. It’s not enough to thaw the chill between me and Aris after the fight this morning, but he’s obviously trying.
• “I tend to lean toward people who want the same thing I do.” His voice drops to a low whisper, the words meant for me and me alone.