Sinclair
I WAS PACING IN MY room, wondering if I should stay or call a cab, when there was a soft tap on my door. I opened it.
Reed.
“Can I come in?”
“Sure,” I said, stepping aside.
“You okay?” he asked, turning to face me.
“I’m fine,” I said, wondering what I was going to say to him now that Jack had basically threatened my future. I wasn’t sure if he really had that much power, but I decided quickly that it wasn’t worth finding out.
He sat down at the edge of my bed and grinned up at me. “So, now that you have me alone, what can I do for you?”
“I, um...”
His icy blue eyes slid down my body, giving me goose bumps. “What did you want to tell me?” he asked, softly.
I sighed. “It was nothing. I was concerned about Jesse, but now he’s on his way back. Everything’s fine.”
“Oh, okay,
