Chapter 43

Renee's POV

"Has anyone seen Shane? I've checked his room but he's not in there"

We immediately pulled away like we were burning each other and I cursed under my breath, wishing Layla's neck was in my hands. I'd strangle her. I fucking will. Maybe one day or night, whichever. Fuck!

"Have you checked outside?" Mrs. Grace asked. They were still in the dining room.

Shane cleared his throat and I turned to look at him. He looked all red and I watched him fidget nervously with his fingers. Damn, those fingers were so close. He was so fucking close.

"Get the fuck out of here" I groaned as I poured myself another glass of milk because I wasted the first one.

"I'm... I'm sorry... I ... I shouldn't have"

"Which part of 'Get the fuck out' did you not understand?" I asked and turned to glare at him. Fuck, I was boiling inside and that's because I was deeply aroused. My body was still on fire and guess whose fault that is.

"I'm... I'm sorry" He muttered once again and scurried out of the kitchen