FORTY FOUR

I was in the living room of the hotel room; Sin was nowhere in sight, and my guess was that he had gone out early this morning when I was in bed. I huffed, not really paying attention to the show on TV; all I could think of was how long Sin was going to carry on giving me the silent treatment.

Part of me was pissed that he hadn’t given me the chance to explain myself yesterday and had only chosen to listen to Jason.

Thinking about yesterday, I could not help but think that this was all Jason’s plan. to get Sin to loosen his trust in me.

Was this what he meant yesterday?

I let out a sigh and curled up on the couch, trying to while away the time while waiting for Sin to return. The last thing I wanted was for us to return to New York with a bridge between us.

I wasn’t sure why I was affected by this—was it the lust talking, or was I really beginning to feel something for him that was more than just attraction?

Boredly flipping the channels, I stifled a yawn, trying to fight off the slee