Chapter 24

The second Anna thought about that possibility, panic hit her like a truck. She didn't even care about the pain anymore—flipped up from the bed in one fast roll like a freaking kung fu move. Last night she was desperate and kinda just went along with it on impulse, but now that she thought about it... this whole thing was basically just a verbal deal. If this guy in front of her suddenly said he wasn't into her anymore and wanted to back out, she'd be screwed. Big time. Holding onto a sliver of hope, she forced a casual tone, trying to act chill. "Hey, sleep alright last night?" Even as she spoke the words, she could feel the heat crawling up her neck. Ugh, what was she even saying? She tried hard to play it cool, though. Julian sipped his coffee slowly, eyes flashing with a hint of amusement—though his face fell just a bit. "Not really." Anna turned over with a huff and started looking around for something—anything—that could be used as a weapon. No one stop her. She had murder on her