Chapter 56 Gianna

• Sleep had barely been possible once Mason had left. Frankie had wanted details about who he was, and how I knew him. She was telling me I should make the time to see him whether it got me in trouble with Rhett or not. Obviously, none of my friends at the bar cared about the rules.
• Not that the rules were going to matter much now. I had to make the choice to leave. My time dancing there was at an end. I had no choice now. I knew that. If Dalton knew I was working there, then there would be nothing to stop him visiting regularly. Even if he was barred, he could send in one of his associates to spy on me. I wasn’t stupid. He was determined to have me back and would do all he could to get me back, and that would include stalking me at my workplace if needed.
• Long after Frankie had gone to bed, I had rushed around the apartment gathering my things together. I would get up tomorrow as if I planned to work, pop in to see Rhett to explain my need to leave urgently, without explaining the werewolf thing, obviously, and hope he would give me my weekly wages early. Then I would get my things and leave.