Chapter 21 Her Next Move
- [Gabrielle’s POV]
- I nod and motion for Trent to lead the way. For a moment, he doesn’t move as he continues to just take me in with that damned hurt puppy look of his that always used to get under my skin when we were kids.
- “Is the kitchen where I’ll be sleeping?” I ask, feeling my insides beginning to stir. “Should I just curl up like a kitten on the counter?”