CHAPTER 26
VIOLET
“Dawson, we need to talk. And don’t tell me that you don’t know how, because I saw you chatting with Carl earlier.”
With Trent safely ensconced in his hotel room, Carl had driven us back to the beach house. Only Mikki’s window still had a light on.
“It’s late.”
“I don’t care.”
“I need to get up at five to work out.”
“So skip a day. Your muscles are massive already.” I leaned down to the driver’s window. “Carl, Dawson needs to check security at the house. He’ll take a cab home.”
Carl looked to Dawson, who shrugged. “She’s the boss.”
In the pool house, I perched on the bed while Dawson hovered by the door, no doubt plotting his escape, but I’d had enough. Enough of this tension between us, which had only ratcheted up since we found each other out.
“If we hadn’t sp
