Chapter Fifteen

At that moment, she saw him as a little child that needed saving. He looked like he was out in the cold, shivering and whimpering like a drenched cat. But then, he had the nerves to scream words at her?

“You’re pathetic!” She bellowed, making to walk past him into the room.

It took every ounce of his selfesteem to hold himself back from hitting her across the face. Despite his anger, his groin tightened when she walked past him, making her way to the couch that was littered with empty cans, filthy glass cups and his dampened stockings. His expression eased just a bit and he heaved a deep sigh, straightening his shoulder.

Then she turned a delicate brow, jaw clenched tightly. Nicholas could swear he saw a muscle ticked in her forehead. She was a lunatic.

“Before you say anything further, I want you to know that you’re not welcome here.” He said in a low menacing voice.

“I can be wherever I want…you seemed to think so highly of yourself, Nicky.” She returned in the same tone. She