Book 3: Chapter 62

The drive home was quiet for a little while. I was deep in thought and Bethany was kind enough to just leave it that way. Her phone rang and I paid little heed to it until she answered it.

“Yes, sir?” she said into her Bluetooth.

Was it just my imagination or did her voice become a little breathy?

“Yes, I have her.”

“Me?” I asked curiously.

Who was she talking to? I wondered, but she barely spared me a nod before ignoring me again.

“I’m going to take her home with me tonight,” she continued.

“Just drop me off at a hotel, Bethany. I’ll be fine,” I insisted.

She gave me a nasty look. “Yes, sir. Please pass on a giant kick in the balls from me while you’re there.”

When I raised an eyebrow at that comment, she mouthed the word, ‘Trev.’ My heart jumped just at his name, and I hated the stupid sigh my heart gave. Hey, heart you do recall he called us a whore, right? I yelled inwardly. Yeah, but he didn’t really mean it and he said he l