12
Tate
I never thought I’d want someone as bad as I want Faith. Ever since she came to my home, she’s all I’ve been able to think about. What’s f****d up is that I shouldn’t be having these thoughts about her. She’s not my mate. The only time I can think of something else is when I’m working. That’s why I made it a point to get to our job early. Faith is in the nursery, and I’m across the house with Anson, replacing the flooring. It’s been hours, and we’re almost done, which means the second I see Faith, all of the feelings I have for her will hit me once more.
“So … I was thinking.”
I grab up the last of my tools and look over at Anson. “Thinking about what?”
Anson clears his throat and nods toward the door, keeping his voice low. “Let’s go outside.” I walk past him, and he follows
