Chapter 53

I pull myself up, but Dad hand brushes my wrist briefly.

“Stay. The night is still young, and I was hoping we could take a walk by the beach before calling it a night.”

I refuse to let his soft tone get to me. “Perhaps another time. Goodnight, Dad.”

Hayes rose, despite the fact that he smiles at me, his eyes turn icy and dark. “I’ll walk you to your car.”

He walks around the table and stops beside