I sat in my car when I finally made it back home. Kody's car was in the driveway and I wanted to compose my self before I walked into his confrontation.
So I sat in my car and I tried to make sense of Ian's actions. I knew he was drunk. I'd seen the bottle, and if it had been full when he'd barely gotten it then he'd drank a lot. Still.
I had been afraid of him. I had been utterly helpless and I didn't like it.
Rubbing my arms I winced at the pain. He had bruised me. Luckily I had my sweater so Kody wouldn't see.
Unless I told him myself.
I had thought about it. But If told Kody about Ian then he would find out about Sin as well and my lady b***r for Sin was still strong as hell. I wasn't ready to stop sneaking around with him.
Thinking of Sin made me curse Ian again. I couldn't exac
