Kimberly
The door slammed shut behind him, and I knew what was coming.
He locked it. Soundproofed the room.
My heart sank.
I didn’t flinch when Kendrick grabbed my arm, but I couldn’t look at him either. I kept my eyes on his chest, the leather of his jacket dark and wrinkled from wear. My pulse quickened as he shouted, “Why did you leave me alone with Cindy?”
I blinked. Just once.
Why didn’t I? That was the real question. What did he expect? For me to sit there and watch her throw herself at him? Watch him not push her away fast enough?
I swallowed hard and forced the words out, careful and quiet. “Why shouldn’t I leave you alone with her? You both had a lot to talk about.”
There. Neutral. Distant.
I could feel his fury deepen, like a storm forming overhead, and when he shouted a
