Anna leaned into the vanity mirror, a small smile playing on her lips. She carefully dabbed concealer over the dark purple bite marks on her neck. As the marks vanished under the makeup, her grin widened, her eyes distant and bright.
“What are you smiling about?”
Jake’s voice cracked through the silence like a whip. Anna flinched, her shoulders tensing as the smile dropped from her face. In the reflection, she watched him walk toward her. She didn't answer; she just picked up her brush and kept blending.
Jake slid his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. Anna’s brow furrowed into a deep frown.
“I know you’re mad, Anna,” he whispered into her hair. “I was just out with the guys. I didn't even hear you come home last night” He pressed his lips against her neck, righ
