CHAPTER 4
Sam shut the door to Griff’s SUV and stared across the mostly empty parking lot at the red brick building where she’d counted down the days like a prison sentence. “This is hell. I’m in hell.”
“Is it really that bad?”
She glared at him over the hood. “This place housed most of my greatest humiliations. I successfully avoided our ten-year reunion, only to be dragged back for this sham of a bonding exercise. No part of me wants to be here. There’s literally nothing about high school I want to remember.”
He studied her with that infuriatingly unreadable expression. “Would it be better if you were here with someone other than me?”
Part of her wanted to strike out and claim he was the worst part of the whole situation. It wasn’t like she was thrilled to be paired up with him for
