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I rush to the bathroom and change into his T-shirt and sweatpants. Although the size is big for my petite frame, I would rather wear this than nothing at all. He used to let me walk around naked for days in his room.

Drake is already dressed in a plain white shirt and jeans when I come out of the bathroom. He is in front of the TV, watching the news, but then shuts it off when he senses me. I keep the distance between us.

“Closer, I will not touch you. Not tonight. Sit over there.” He directs me to the chaise next to his.

Not tonight. But eventually, he will.

I close my eyes briefly and take a deep breath. Then I step toward the chaise and sit silently.

“What happened to my dad? How did you get his eyes?”

“First, I want you to know that I’m willing to cooperate. I mean it, Laynie. But I can’t help you if your fiancé is antagonizing me. This is one of the reasons why I have to take you away.”

“One of the reasons?” I chuckle sarcastically. “What other reasons do you have then? Hurt me?