He let me shower first, and then went in the bathroom when I was done. I didn’t know if Damon had replied while I was out of the room, and I got the feeling I really shouldn’t ask. So I didn’t.
Instead, while Connor was showering I went downstairs and went to take stock of the refrigerator to see what I could make for breakfast. There was an untouched carton of eggs, and an unopened package of applewood-smoked bacon. I recalled that I’d planned to make Adam a big breakfast the day after — well, the day after we were going to spend a night together. A night that never happened, thanks to Damon Wilcox.
I couldn’t even be angry about that. Not anymore. Not when his little plot had brought me to Connor.
But then I thought, Adam, and shook my head. I really, really hoped that he wasn’t aroun
