CHAPTER 6: QUESTIONS BURNINGA WEEK PASSED, AND THEN two, and Tessa spent nearly every waking minute with Cade—except during those times he was called away “on business”, like he was now. They’d been asleep in his massive bedroom, his arm wrapped around her and the hard wall of his chest against her back when his phone rang. And less than five minutes later, Roberto was waiting for him at the top of the long, winding driveway.
It was during these times that she questioned what the hell she was doing. No matter how she tried to tactfully poke and prod for information, he never let anything slip. It was like he knew exactly what she was looking for and was three steps ahead of her, circumventing every question.
She’d wondered if that was precisely the problem—did Cade know who she was and w
