Chapter 13They set some ground rules. They’d sleep in the bed together, but they wouldn’t have s*x. They were each responsible for their own meals during the day, but they’d alternate who cooked dinner each night. Except Tuesdays and Thursdays — those evenings, Garrett would spend with the Fury. Kelsey wasn’t going to get saddled with all the cleaning and laundry either. Garrett agreed.
The first day was agony. Agony because Kelsey wanted to trust him. Wanted to believe that ride together die together bullshit now applied to her. Because there were moments she could almost imagine that being married to him wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Then she’d get a glimpse of his tattoos and wonder how many were decoration and how many signified the number of people he’d killed or the number of
