Her palms felt clammy, and she wiped them hastily on her jeans, though it did nothing to calm the growing panic inside her. Her thoughts raced back to the incident at the mall—the kiss, the slap, and her frantic escape with Dom.

Does he know?

The way the car door slammed shut outside answered her question.

He knows.

Her heart pounded so hard that it felt like it might burst through her chest. She instinctively placed a trembling hand over it, trying to steady her rapid breaths.

The front door swung open with force, and Liam strode in, his tall frame vibrating with tension. His jaw was tight, his shoulders...