The drive home felt too short. Lia's hands gripped the steering wheel so tight her knuckles turned white. Her mind raced through possible excuses. Explanations. Lies she'd have to tell.
Julian had called Isla. He knew she hadn't spent the entire night there. Which meant she needed a story. Fast.
She pulled into the driveway of Ravencourt Estate at noon. Julian's car was there. Her stomach twisted. She'd hoped he'd be out. At the club. With Vanessa. Anywhere but home.
No such luck.
Lia grabbed her purse and walked to the front door. Her legs felt shaky. She was still sore from last night. From Caspian. The reminder made her blush even as fear crawled up her spine.
Inside, the house was quiet. Too quiet. She set down her keys. Listened. Heard movement from the kitchen.
Julian appeared
