Chapter Thirteen
Once again, Lionel had to drop Gray off at his apartment. Lionel had begged him to stay at the house with them, but Gray had refused. The last thing he wanted was to look like a child running back to his former guardian’s house. His apartment was untouched. Gray’s body was sore, but nothing he couldn’t handle with some painkillers.
Gray had been tossing around what had happened in his head all night. After Kristie left, all he could think about was Armand lying and twisting to get what he wanted. He wanted to see Kristie and had texted her to come over. He was nervous about a response, but she had texted him back almost instantly and was now heading over.
The knock on the door came thirty minutes later. Gray let Kristie inside. She looked exhausted, and her skin was pal
