Lylith could tell Chuck was antsy and let out a mocking snort. "I thought you said Lorrie was the obedient type. But she's clearly got a fiery side. She's giving you the cold shoulder just because you drove me to the hospital."
Lorrie had never lost patience with him before. But now, he couldn't shake the feeling that she was truly mad. And the fact that he was worried about her just made him even more frustrated.
"Tell me you're not... falling for her." Lylith sobbed, her eyes glistening with hurt. "She was just a stand-in—someone you picked because she reminded you of me. Now that I'm back, how could you bear the thought of losing me again?"
She hadn't been sure how Chuck really felt before. But after seeing him cry for her, she knew his love was still there. And that certainty made her bolder.
Chuck brushed her off. "I've got a headache. I'm hitting the shower first."
The sound of running water floated from the bathroom.
Lylith opened the wardrobe and took out the lace lingeri
