Feeling like she had been slapped, Kelly watched Mitch walk away.
There was no way that what Mitch had just told her was true. No way in hell. Tate would never attack anyone, especially over a few petty insults. He was better than that, or at least she hoped that he was. No, judging by how bad Mitch’s face was busted up, he had done more than issue a few insults. Or so she hoped.
Shaking her head, she leaned back in her seat, feeling exhausted. She shouldn’t let Mitch get to her. He was just riling her up, trying to get a reaction was all. And if what he had said was true, that Tate had attacked him and then gotten kicked out, she was sure there was a logical explanation for why he wasn’t home yet.
Picking up her phone, she pulled up Tate’s number. She could easily get to the bottom of
