CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE: THE THINGS DESIRE REMEMBERSAVA’S POVBy the time morning came, I had made three cups of coffee, forgotten to drink two of them, and nearly thrown my phone out of the window. Whoever was behind the Sweet Rush messages had an irritating habit of appearing just when I began to feel normal again, and after last night’s photograph of the pendant, I was beginning to suspect that normal was something I would have to learn to live without.Liam found me in the kitchen, wearing one of Nate’s shirts and staring into a mug that had gone cold. He paused in the doorway, taking in my appearance with an expression I couldn’t quite read. “You know, most people put on actual clothes before breakfast.”I glanced down at the shirt, which fell well past my hips. “Most people don’t have a wardrobe full of men who keep secrets from them.”“Fair point.” He crossed the kitchen and reached for the coffee pot. “Although, if we’re measuring crimes, borrowing Nate’s clothes is hardly the wo
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