In the mirror, I finished applying my makeup getting myself sorted for my date with Adam. I had done nothing but think about him and about Marc all day. I know what Adam is, I know what he was capable of. I know that Marc has no trust in him or his family and I know deep down Marc was right and I have common sense, I should walk away.
The fire was a warning, I know he did it and I will quiz him tonight. I know no one was hurt and the damage was just material, but what if someone was in? Could I live knowing the man I loved was capable of that? But that was half the problem, I loved him. My phone vibrated beside me, I picked it up and read the text.
*Hey Baby, I am here x"* It was from Adam
I quickly looked at my outfit. It was a navy blue lace dress, I curled my hair and wore black he
