When Lisa returned to the Brooks estate, all she wanted was a hot shower and a long sleep. But to her surprise, the butler greeted her at the door with a message: The Brooks wanted to see her.
“Can I take a shower and come down afterward?” she asked, her voice thick with exhaustion.
The butler reminded her of Sebastian. Where was that man, anyway? How heartless of him not to even check in after everything they had gone through together. She had purposely kept him out of her personal chaos so he could focus on his family.
Had Jeremy sent him away?
Ugh. Whatever.
The butler stared her down. “You may shower, but come downstairs immediately afterward. Once they leave the shooting garage, they won’t have time for you.”
Lisa nearly scoffed. What does ‘having time for me’ even mean?
“Fine,
