Maren heard the sharp click of the locks and turned toward Thorne.
"Why... why are you locking the doors?" she asked, swallowing hard.
Thorne looked at her slightly, lifting the right corner of his lips. "Do you really think I care what others think?"
Maren let out a bitter laugh, full of irony. She couldn't believe he was actually saying that.
"Oh, really? How funny!" she mocked, turning to look at him with contempt . "You always said that ethics and your career came first. That’s why you rejected me, right? And now that I have a boyfriend, you magically don't care if we're seen? You’re a hypocrite, Thorne."
Maren’s words hit Thorne’s ego with an irony he himself accepted. He knew she was right, but the idea of James seeing Maren get out of his car, with her hair messy and Thorne’s
