Chapter 247

"What am I supposed to do then? I can't just let it bleed forever, can I?" Isla Collins had no time to overthink, marched right up to him, grabbed Quinn Steele by the collar and said, "I don't care how you feel. You're getting this for me—unless you want me going to your unit tomorrow and telling everyone you used me then dumped me." Quinn Steele: "..." A vein popped on his temple as he glared at her in exasperation, spun around, and slammed the door behind him. Isla let out a long sigh, dropped back down with a groan. Crap. She totally forgot to ask him to grab some underwear and a change of clothes while he was at it. Just when she was biting her nails in anxiety, the door flew open again—Quinn, known for his speed in action, was back. He walked in with a giant shopping bag, dumped it in front of her, and walked right back out without even glancing her way. Only when the door to the spare bedroom slammed shut did Isla feel a little more relaxed. She had honestly thought he’d be so pi