Jason’s POV
Cara wrapped her arms around her chest as we got down from the car and walked into the building.
She was avoiding my gaze, and for a good reason after the stunt she had just pulled again at the hospital. The woman doesn't ever learn, does she?
Another wave of anger slammed into me at the sight of the raw, reddened skin where the ropes had dug into her wrists when she had been taken.
Just what was her deal? I wanted to spank the s**t out of her just to get her to listen, but I wasn't sure if even that would work.
Maybe I would still do it later, just to let her know I wasn't joking.
When we got to my apartment and I opened the door, we both walked in, then I watched her walked into the kitchen and busied herself making a cup of tea, avoiding my gaze the entire time.
