Chapter 46
Graham's POV
I walked into my dark house and hurried to the kitchen where Alesha was.
“Hey Princess.”
“Oh my, Dad! You scared me.” Her hands clutched her chest and a glass of water.
“I'm sorry.”
She waved in acceptance.
“How is Janessa?” I asked.
She looked at me. The door and then across the street at Janessa's house.
“I mean emotionally. This Jordan fiasco.”
“You drove her home. Why didn't you ask?” her sleepy eyes trailed me.
“I did, she didn't tell me.”
“That means she doesn't want to.”
“Alesha…” I drawled.
She put the glass to her lips, shaking her head ‘no’.
“Christ…” I exhaled, holding myself from snapping.
I needed to know.
“I'm not here to test your girl-code. I need context.”
…Because not knowing was killing me.
Her brows kit together while mine sh
