CHAPTER 22: SATURDAY MORNING
Killian and I talked about his dad a few more minutes before going into my house, mostly because Artemis had arrived and knocked on the window and the jeep as she asked what we were still doing in there.
“You can have the master room or share with me,” I tell Artemis as the three of us toe off our shoes and I lock the door behind us.
“I’ll stay with you; then we can gossip just the two of us.” I would have taken her seriously (for at least the second part) if I didn’t already know she hated gossip. She and Killian both were victims of the rumor mill; people made fun of Art for being different and Killian because Julien made the world thing he was a dangerous creep. God, I hated high school.
We headed upstairs so I could show Artemis my room and Killian pl
