If you guys could be mutes, that would be preferred.
Sims
Wishful thinking, Matty boy.
Matty
I shouldn’t have invited her.
Cross
We’ll be on our best behavior.
Shaw
Pinky swear.
Sims
Cross my heart.
Shaw
You have one of those?
Matty
Putting my phone on do not disturb.
Cross
I think we’re annoying him.
Sims
Matty, wait.
Shaw
I think he’s gone already.
Cross
He’s done with us.
Sims
Dammit.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
JADE
“I wanted to paint him like this, with his gaze latched onto mine. With a fire burning in the depths of his green eyes” - Clara Foss, Painted Inferno
My eyebrows tug together as I double check the directions on the screen in my car and then look back up at the house in front of me. This is not the house I would have expected Matteo to live in. I was expecting him to live in a gate community or in some swanky bachelor pad, not a place like this.
It’s a gray, stone house that looks as if it could be a manor straight out of the Scottish Highlands. Instead, it’s tucked in the historic part of Hillford, just outside the main part of the city.
