Chapter Six
Sage
“You’re home much earlier than I thought you’d be,” my mother said as I walked into the house. “And your hair’s wet. Did you get caught in some random rain shower or something? Why do you look so angry?”
“Can I just come home and not be asked a million questions?” My feet pounded each wooden step as I fled to the privacy of my old bedroom, nearly running upstairs.
I shouldn’t have come back home.
I spotted my reflection in the mirror over my dresser and found that I looked a lot like a drowned rat. Falling onto my small twin bed that still had the blue gingham bedspread on it that I’d had when I was still in high school, I put my hands over my face.
Something was so very wrong with me. Callan Duran wanted me, and I wanted him too. He wanted to bring me and River into
