Chapter 4
Sian sighed. Damn it. Sian. I pushed her away, definitely not comfortable with her in bed naked. At least Devon and I had been fully dressed again when I’d left. We’d learned from that mistake.
“You’re back then.”
I was sure Sian didn’t mean to sound quite so disappointed, but I also didn’t blame her. Our predicament sucked. She wanted to be with Tate. I wanted to be with Devon and our baby, it really should be as simple as that. And yet…
“Sorry,” I muttered, swinging my legs around and planting my feet firmly on the floor. I grabbed my dress from the floor, thankful that Tate hadn’t thought to put it away properly.
Ha. Never thought I’d be glad for someone being messy.
“Not your fault,” Sian assured me, but she really wasn’t good. I could hear it in her voice. And no doubt
