I didn't sleep all night.
When I went downstairs, Chase was eating breakfast at an unhurried pace.
I stopped in my tracks.
Looking at his profile, I had to admit that Chase really was handsome. He was tall, around 6'1".
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, smooth body lines. He didn't have overly showy muscles, but every inch of him looked firm and powerful.
His restrained air was cold and dangerously alluring.
"You're up?" Chase's gaze landed straight on me.
I froze, as if someone had struck me on the head. My mind buzzed.
He pulled out the chair beside him. "Come eat breakfast. After you finish, we'll go to the hospital."
I couldn't understand what he was doing at all.
But I knew it couldn't be anything good. He must've found a new way to torment me.
Sitting in the car, perhaps beca
