Chapter 417

Odette's POV

I was stretched out on the Cordinan leather sofa in the living room, legs propped up, watching a thriller Preston had chosen. It wasn't exactly my first choice for a Thursday night, but I'd learned a long time ago that agreeing with his preferences was easier than trying to negotiate.

Preston was lounging on the other end of the couch, looking perfectly relaxed, a glass of whiskey in