11
I was supposed to talk to Greyson today, but I didn’t want to. I was still ruffled from my encounter with Fiona. I knew I’d end up making a fool of myself.
I wondered if he was aware I’d stayed at the casino hotel with Mya. I might be able to slip out without either of them knowing. I’m sure Fiona was doing her utmost to keep Greyson occupied so he wouldn’t think of me. The venomous talons of jealousy were digging in and grabbing hold.
Last night was a very long night and I didn’t get a good night’s sleep. My first priority should be to shake Dagor off my back. But I was tired, and frankly, scared to death I may have to face him again.
I stretched and stifled my sigh. I didn’t want to wake Mya for fear we’d eat breakfast at the hotel and inevitably be caught by Greyson. Or she might
