Gavin | Rachel Steele
“I had to,” he replied, hands in his pockets. “You think I wanted to find out you kept a backup of those emails? That you’ve been using them as insurance all along?”
“And if I don’t?”
“You’re a monster,” he whispered.
“I had to,” he replied, hands in his pockets. “You think I wanted to find out you kept a backup of those emails? That you’ve been using them as insurance all along?”
“And if I don’t?”
“You’re a monster,” he whispered.