When morning arrived, Becca went about her usual routine. As she walked through the hallway, the sound of distant voices caught her attention. Her senses were sharper now than ever before. She sighed and was about to turn away to avoid unintentionally eavesdropping when she caught a familiar voice.
“You really should be careful with the things you do.”
Dean.
Her steps faltered as her heart began to pound. She moved in the direction of his voice, but then he said a name that stopped her cold.
“Tessa.”
Her eyes widened.
Was he with Tessa?
Tessa’s voice followed, smooth and delicate. “Whatever you may mean by that, Dean. Have you had breakfast?”
Her tone made Becca’s stomach knot. There was warmth in it, too much warmth.
“No,” Dean replied, “but I don’t mind if you join me. I’ll be e
