I arrived home around four. Preston decided to stay out. I hoped that he wasn't doing anything he'd regret but stopped when I remembered that Preston wasn't stupid. He was too smart.
I wasn't looking forward to seeing my mate. Maybe he was with my dad and not here right now.
I tossed my keys in the bowl and locked the door behind me. I walked up the stairs and down the hall towards my room.
The door across from my room opened and my mate emerged from it, his icy blue eyes locking with mine, freezing me into place. I couldn't help but stare at him. He had on sweats and a black T-shirt. He looked so sexy without even trying.
His eyes shifted away from mine to the Victoria's Secret bag in my hand. I noticed the muscle in his jaw tic before he looked back to my face.
