#Chapter40

I should go upstairs and do my homework first while they eat and vacate, but the stupid stubborn in me cannot back down and show him that this is affecting me. He’s wounded more than my pride this time.

I am stiff all over with the oozing stress and tension his presence is causing me. I concentrate on my motions and try to zone them out, hearing the movement, and then the refrigerator opens, so I know Dane is looking for something to make them to eat. I am not offering and only took out enough for a singular portion. I’ll be damned if I make them any food....