Burning Temptations ( Short collections)
"I mean it. Mark doesn't know the full details either. He just knows you need a place to stay while you sort out a transfer."
"Understood."
So here I was.
Jennie opened the door looking immaculate at nine in the morning in a silk robe with her hair perfectly pinned, which was exactly the kind of perfection that had been making me feel inadequate since childhood.
"You look terrible," she said warmly, pulling me into a hug.
"Thank you," I said into her shoulder.
She helped me carry two of the boxes inside while I took the third and looked around the house that was apparently just where my sister lived now. Marble floors, high ceilings. The kind of silence that expensive houses have, thick and