10
Doubts
Even with the reassuring pressure of Rafe’s fingers on mine, I couldn’t prevent a stab of fear from moving through me. Genoveva did look very forbidding as she stood there and blocked our way, the dark cape flowing from her shoulders, her features harsh in the dim light of the solar lamps that lined the path.
However, it seemed that Rafe was used to this sort of thing, because he only smiled and said, “An explanation for what? Miranda was over at my place. I just drove her home. Wasn’t the whole point that you wanted us to spend time together?”
Genoveva’s lips thinned. In the semidarkness, the dark lipstick she wore looked almost black. “She might have been at your house just now, but she certainly wasn’t there all afternoon. I heard how she disappeared.”
Oh, hell. I risked
