CHAPTER 47
LAUREN MOSS
“What?” my mind freezes.
You heard him. What else would it be, Lauren?
For the love of God, pull yourself together.
“The door,” he says, stepping away from me, and I look at the open door. Just thinking that if I had gone in, I could’ve avoided so much…
“What are you doing up here?” I ask, trying to change the subject and walking into the bathroom to splash water on my wrists and neck.
“We need to go,” he says, and good, because I don’t want to stay here anymore either, though I’m also not sure I want to ride back with him.
My fertile period isn’t even here yet, and even if it were, it has never been like this.
Someone please put some sense into my head.
I splash water on my neck, trying to cool my body, while he watches me.
“Alright…” I reply, drying my h
