Chapter 165

Katie's POV

I needed to get it together before he saw me like this. I put in a tremendous effort and got myself to a more appropriate level of uprightness, but I could tell when I turned to face him coming in that he had a pretty clear idea of my mental state. It figured he would have some experience with fractured women.

He steered me into the kitchen, sat me down on one of the stools at the island bench, and prepared another tea for me, selecting something herbal from my mother’s wooden tea bag box.

It was unsettling watching him move with such ease around our...