ROBYN
When Max left, I retreated to my room— my temporary room. I was still puzzled and shocked to let all that shocking information sink in my pretty, hazy head.
Maybe it was the effect of alcohol. I drank a lot tonight. After I freshened up, I put on the sexy, skimpy, lacy little black negligee, if he wanted to continue where we left off.
He seemed to be in a mood tonight. He smiled and laughed. I guess he was a normal person when he was surrounded by the people he trusted and cared about. Just not with me. Yet.
When the door swung open, I didn’t realize I hadn’t locked it up, so I turned around. His scorching gaze locked with mine. His jaw locked tight. His chest rose and fell as if he was holding something back.
Spade changed to a gray t-shirt and sweatpants. Without uttering a
