Chapter 55. Our Truce

POV Megan

Her eyebrows rose and she shifted on her feet, the tension returning to her body. I recognized the tension. Possessiveness. Strange to see it in someone I’d just met a few minutes ago, but I assumed it meant he was staying. And that I should explain exactly what had happened.

“Come with me.” I kept my face impassive as he followed behind me, and I held the door open

“Oh, and welcome to Silver Moon.”

“Nice place,” muttered Adam as he entered the house.

I blushed with embarrassment at her words, seeing nothing but dirty laundry and even dirtier dishes piled everywhere. Dead flowers on every inch of the tabletop.

God, I was a wreck.

“We’ve been grieving,” I said sharply, more sharply than I had anticipated. “I haven’t had time to clean the house.”