CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Bri hadn’t managed to get much sleep at all. Her thoughts warred with her emotions and, after last night, she had her hormones to contend with as well. Sleeping with him had seemed like a great idea at the time. In the new day, it only complicated things.
As soon as she heard the first glimmer of movement elsewhere in the building, she decided the time was respectable enough to visit a neighbor.
Locking her own door, she went two down and knocked. The rapping sounded much more urgent than she’d intended it to. Her nervous energy was desperate to escape in any way that it could.
Dax opened the door. Disappointment made her body sag, except her interest in the bruise on his jaw and the cut on his cheek made her forget her own troubles.
“What happened to you?” Bri aske
