Chapter 29

Unless… was it possible she hadn’t seen things correctly? It’d been night, after all, and she’d been decently far away. No. Livia had great vision at night, an oddity that set her apart from others. She knew better than to believe it was powdered sugar, especially after Leon's throaty moan when he tried it.

How could I have been so wrong?

Being in Rhye’s arms had been… fun, and just as addicting as the co***ne or he***n they’d bought. But, there was no way she’d allow herself a repeat, if he magically showed up again.

Right? Her heart gave a little squeeze at the thought of never seeing him again.

Fuck!

Huffing in frustration at her own circling thoughts, she turned into the lot and parked, hoping Bernard was still there and would be up for a night of sparring. Hitting something was sure to help calm her mind and bring her clarity. It wasn’t her usual night at the gym, but she didn’t think her friend would mind, and she could really use the workout, if