CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
RAK’S POV
It was freaking insane that I was here. Of all the places I could be right now, Lamon’s house should have been the last place anyone in their right mind would consider. But I was here, sitting at the top of the staircase leading to the entrance. His eyes held the same shock I had been in when I found myself here. I had meant to take a stroll, perhaps get my thoughts back into the right motion and instead I’d found myself here. I was not drunk and neither was I high. Heck, I should have remained under the comfy covers in the comfort of my room instead of stuck out here in the chilly night.
“You do know that was an act to solidify the fake relationship, right?” He asked, his facial expression marching the indifference in his tone, “I wasn’t actually asking y
