Page 3 of His White Moonlight
The pack girls had all raved about how hot he was even back then.They hadn’t lived with him, though.I pitied the poor pack girls who had their sights set on him now.
“Where is everyone?”I asked.
Mom and Dad had let me know they wouldn’t be home, which was why they’d sent someone to pick me up.But I thought Aiden and Karter would have been there at least.Granted, it was just after noon on a Wednesday, but still…this was my first time home.
“Out,” Bennett said, continuing down the stairs.
“Out?”
“Out.”
Yep, still the same Bennett,I thought.
“Okay, then.”
Milo entered behind me with my bag, which I took from him.
“Thanks for the ride,” I said.“Don’t forget I get to drive next time.”
He looked over my shoulder at Bennett.
“If there’s nothing else today, Sandy and I will leave early.”
“Thank you, Milo,” Bennett said.
I watched Milo leave then looked at Bennett, who was watching me from the base of the stairs.I wanted to ask where Milo was going since I thought he stayed at the house with his wife, but Bennett didn’t look too happy, so I swallowed my question.
How exactly had he gotten stuck being my welcoming committee?Not that he was giving much of a welcome.
With a mental shrug, I started walking across the foyer.
When I passed the base of the stairs, he asked, “Where are you going?”
Where did he think I was going?
Rather than answering nicely, I said, “In.”
Damn, that felt good.
Smothering my smile, I went to my old room on the first floor.
When I opened the door, I froze.My bed…my things…they were all gone.The room was now an office space, which didn’t make sense.Mom and Dad both had offices on the other side of the house on the first floor.Why did they convert this room?Myroom?
I was confused and trying hard not to feel hurt by what I was seeing so that Bennett wouldn’t smell it.
Obviously, a lot had been happening at home that they’d kept from me.
“Why bother making me come home if I don’t have a place to stay?”I asked, knowing Bennett was behind me.
“You have a place.It’s at the end of the hall upstairs,” Bennett said behind me.
“The hall to the right or left?”I asked.
“The left.”
I turned around without looking at him and made my way back to the stairs.He caught my arm and took the bag from me.
“You’re angry.”
