“No. Not until I see you’re okay!” Nathan’s fist slammed into the side of the bed near Tessa.

Tessa didn’t answer.

His breathing was heavy, almost animalistic, a sign his patience had completely snapped.

“I don’t have time for your stupid games,” he said, yanking the coat off her head. “You don’t need this either.” Before she could stop him, her hat and sunglasses were gone.

Tessa looked wrecked. Her eyes were red, her nose runny, tears streaming down ...