Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven
I reached out, resting my hand on his arm. He was struggling with his anger over my past. I could feel it, but I knew that he was trying to do what I asked. "I know, but we never have to see them again."
"They should be so f*****g thankful for that." He growled, opening his eyes to look down at me. "I hate to think about what I would do to them if I got the chance."
"Adam." I stroked my fingers down his arm, feeling the tension in him melt.
"Come on, let's fill out that paperwork." He reached for the clipboard, plopping down into the chair.
I went to snatch it back and he growled. "Sit down, prey."
"Adam, let me do it." I said, sitting down in the gray chair beside him.
"Nope. I want to know everything about you." He smirked over at me, pulling
