Chapter 6
Hayden
“I—You—This...” Gabby fumbled a moment before looking at the sack in her hands and gulping in miserable guilt.
“What’s in there?” I demanded, setting my hands on my hips. “You didn’t steal anything, did you?”
“I…” Her eyes were huge as they veered back to me. Then she bobbed her head up and down in confirmation as if her body was answering me without her permission, even as she whispered, “No.”
“You little thief,” I accused softly, striding toward her. This was why I stayed away from women and relationships. Being attracted to someone didn’t make them decent or honest or worth the price of your thoughts. It just made you lose your stupid head and want things you shouldn’t.
“What the f**k did you steal?”
“Nothing!” she screeched.
She didn’t try to dodge away from me
