Shawn was already in a foul mood, and Willa's tears only grated on his nerves even more.
"Don't you already have everything you wanted?" he snapped impatiently. "You can buy new clothes tomorrow, so what exactly are you crying about?"
He waved her off, clearly unwilling to continue the conversation. "Sleep in the guest room tonight."
Then he turned to leave.
"Why?" Willa grabbed his sleeve at once. "Why do we have to sleep separately?"
Shawn pulled his hand away, his voice turning noticeably colder. "Because the master bedroom still has Lydia's things in it. She hates other people touching her belongings, so don't move anything in this house. We'll wait until she comes back and let her decide."
Before closing the bedroom door, he paused and added, "And change out of those pajamas. Le
