[Evie]
I can't believe the asshole kicked me out of his room.
Something is wrong with Atticus. He can be a jerk, but he is a passionate, physical creature. He needs s*x like some people need air, and yet here I am, standing in the hallway, staring at his door.
This isn’t my problem. I did everything he liked. We’ve been exploring each other's bodies since we were children, and nobody knows better than I how to play that boy like a fiddle.
This must be because of Liliana Adare. Something tells me she is behind this with her simpering smile and basic looks. She brings out a side of him that I’ve never seen before. The way he came to her rescue like a knight in shining armor…he’s playing the hero for her.
But has he forgotten that it is all an act? So much for our fearless leader.
