Tapping my foot, I clutched on to the steering wheel and stared at Callan’s closed garage door. I chewed on the inside of my cheek and cursed underneath my breath.
Where the hell is he? Still f*****g Vera?
Where the hell is he? Still f*****g Vera?I glanced into the rearview mirror and spotted him driving up his driveway. When he saw me, he slammed on the brakes and parked his car without driving it into the garage, like he usually did when I was with him.
Unable to stop myself, I threw my car door open. He hurried out of his car and over to my side, brows drawn together.
“Sakura, what are you doing here? I’ve been looking for you all over Redwood. We need to talk.”
“Yes, we do.” I shoved him back because he was too close. I had come here to show him what he was missing, what he had lo
