Page 116 of His Reckoning

“What the hell was that?” she snaps, her voice still rough from breathing so hard.

I lean back slightly, bracing my elbows on the coffee table as I watch her.

She grabs her laptop that she tossed aside a minute ago and holds it against her chest.

“You’re insane,” she mutters under her breath.

She stands up, not gracefully or calmly, like she’s furious at the floor itself.

I stay where I am on the floor, watching as she storms across the room, running a hand through her hair.

“This was your idea,” she throws over her shoulder without turning around. “Your stupid, conceited idea.”

Her bare feet hit the hardwood harder with every step. The hallway light flicks on. Her bedroom door slams shut hard enough that the sound echoes through the entire apartment.

Silence settles over the penthouse.

I sit on the floor for a long moment, elbows resting on my knees, trying to slow the pounding in my chest, but it doesn’t work.

Because one thing is suddenly very, very clear.

I’m in trouble.

Not because of what just happened, but because even after all of that … I know without a doubt that I’m nowhere close to being finished with Kayla.

Not even remotely.

Chapter Twenty-One

Kayla

Iwake up angry, which is impressive, considering I barely slept.

The first thing I feel when I open my eyes is the lingering heat still curled low in my stomach. The second thing I feel is fury buzzing under my skin hard enough to keep me awake.

Sawyer Maccini.

Arrogant, manipulative, and completely infuriating.

Unfortunately … he’s also capable of doing things to my body that should probably be illegal.

I groan and drag a pillow over my face.

“This is humiliating,” I mumble into the fabric.

The worst part isn’t what happened last night. It’s that I keep replaying it.

Every second of it keeps replaying whether I want it to or not.

“Nope,” I say out loud, tossing the pillow across the bed.

I am not doing this today.

I swing my legs over the side of the mattress and march into the kitchen like I’m going into battle.

The penthouse is quiet. That hopefully means Sawyer is already gone.

Of course he is.