Roxy's POV

"Had fun?"

Cain was waiting at the top of the stairs. His jacket was gone, his sleeves were rolled to his elbows, and he was standing at the top of the stairs like he had been there for a while.

I almost walked straight past him.

I was tired. After the dinner, the arguments, and everything Richard had tried to arrange, I had no energy left for another fight. But instead, I stopped on the third step.

"I did, actually."

"Good for you," he said, his voice flat. "Daniel seems to be quite the charmer, huh?"

I looked up at him. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing."...