FIVE
THE PRINCIPALS WENT OUT to do whatever they did with their people, which gave Tess the chance to shower.
On opening the door to reach for the towel she’d left on the end of the bed, she heard a male cough and then a familiar voice.
“Eyes front, asshole.”
Recognizing that voice in an instant, she was quick to wrap her towel around her body and jump out of the stall.
Yes. Just as she’d thought. Daire. Her man was there, propped against the counter where Harry had been earlier. Unfortunately, he wasn’t alone. Styx was sitting at the edge of the dinette, his feet in the aisle.
Both men were looking her way when she tossed her wet hair from her face. She was aware of that, but only focused on the one she walked toward.
Her smile was instinct. “You’re not supposed to be in here,” she
