STRIKER

 

 

 

“You barely said a word throughout the ride. What’s going on in your head?” I sent her up to her room. She wanted to go home to her house, so I didn’t insist since her mood seemed to have shifted tonight.

“I’m just tired, I guess.” She threw herself into her bed and stared up at the ceiling with a deep long sigh.

“That’s not it, Vanderford. You were chatty at Linden’s earlier and still talked to me even if you were tired.” I went to sit on her bed, taking her shoes off one by one and placing them on the floor.

“I’m exhausted, Cade.” She was pissed....