Watching him go, Craig muses, “You don’t have much experience with men, do you?”
I huff, vaguely insulted, though his tone isn’t accusatory, only inquisitive. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that of all the things your friend Theo Valentine feels for you, dislike definitely isn’t one of them.”
Craig turns his head and meets my eyes. The warning in them gives me chills. “Be careful, Megan. The most dangerous creature on earth is a man with an obsession. There’s no limit to what he’ll destroy in his pursuit of it.”
* * *
You’d assume dinner would be ruined—potentially violent confrontations are good for that sort of thing—but Craig manages to keep the conversation afloat by steering it to less inflammatory topics than how much he’d like to get into my panties, my dead husband,
