~HUNTER’S POV~
I cut into my steak, but I wasn’t hungry.
Across the table, Caroline smirked like she knew something she shouldn’t. Like she was enjoying a private joke at my expense.
It was irritating.
More irritating than usual.
I didn’t know if she was teasing me about earlier or if she was just reveling in being a general menace, but either way, I needed to shut it down before she pushed any further.
"You spend more time at my place than your own," I muttered, keeping my voice even. "Should I start charging you rent?"
Caroline gasped, pressing a hand to her chest in mock horror. "Oh, how cruel! You wouldn’t dare, cousin."
I stabbed another piece of steak, unimpressed. "You have a house. A very expensive one, if I remember correctly. Maybe you should start using it.
