SLOAN
“And this is the library. The packhouse has over….” Sadie rambled. I don’t think the girl ever breathed, honestly. My skin was crawling, and I was on edge with that bastard around. I marched all around this enormous place while Sadie talked endlessly about every room.
The bag with the jacket was still in my hand, swinging at my side as we walked. I didn’t want this from him, but they did take my only coat. I certainly didn’t want a job from him. Why hadn’t he rejected me last night? He was clearly unhappy about our situation, and so was I. Stupid males; always controlling us through the stupid mate bond.
I had to get under his skin so he would stop making mine crawl. Every time I smelled him, this fog settled over my brain, and he was all I could focus on. It was all I could do
