Chapter 41 Hot Body
- Marek’s POV
- Esme had slipped out hours ago, dressed in dark jeans and a hoodie pulled low over her face like she didn’t want anyone to recognize her. I’d watched her go from the doorway, heart in my throat, because I knew that look. That was the look of someone walking into a trap they couldn’t see yet. And I knew exactly who had set it.
- Nolan.