102

ADELINE

The smile returns, that maddening one that never quite reaches his eyes unless he’s with me. “Good. Because I have something for you. It’s not Gideon’s dead body — I’m still working on that — but I think you’ll like it.”

Before I can question him, he grabs my hand and tugs me out of the bathroom. I follow, towel still clutched tight, half-steamed and half-stunned as we step into his room.