Sara wasn't in the mood for his drama or his games. She wanted a peaceful night's rest without him getting in the way. She didn't owe him any explanation as to where she had been. If he'd cared so much, where weren't the cops there? "Where is Rose?"“ she asked, clearing her throat and avoiding his face. She walked up to the dining table and eyed the plate of food.
"Sit down and have dinner with me." Adrain ordered, his voice low, yet it made her stomach tingle, or perhaps it was the mention of food.
Sara remembered her mother's teachings on food and how people should be treated. She couldn't stand Adrain, yes, but she couldn't disrespect food by not eating it. It would only spoil if she left it.
Besides, Sara thought, as she took the chair opposite him, she was hungry. Doughnuts and
