Book 2: Chapter 18:

I slip on my still damp clothing, sliding an annoyed side eye over at Raine. There is no way her clothing is even close to dry yet if mine is still this wet. I don’t say anything. I already have to be wary of what I say now that she overheard me and Bronn talking. Not that I didn’t say anything I wouldn’t say to her face. Well, maybe I wouldn’t say all of it to her face, but the point remains the