Kinsley's P.O.V
The run in with Dakota definitely soured my mood for the evening. What did I expect from him? Honesty? Complete transparency? That's a god damn joke, after all he rejected me and then kidnapped me dragging me back here to be his damn mistress. This mate s**t was really f*****g with my head.
I should have moved to the other side of the world, maybe I'd be living life to the fullest, free.
Slamming the door shut, I vaguely remember someone offering me food as I passed through the kitchen. Did I grunt? Did I even say anything? This anger was clouding my every thought. I felt seconds away from blowing a damn gasket.
Maybe a bath would help?
Walking into the bathroom I fixed the faucet mindlessly, hot water streaming through filling the tub now.
Removing the borrowed cl
