Chapter Twenty Three

TESSA

I exhaled. “You’re probably right.”

Oscar’s head snapped up like I had electrocuted him.

“That’s it? You’re just agreeing?” His voice held a very prominent note of accusation which left me kind of baffled. What was I supposed to do?

“Didn’t you just say that you wanted to—” His humorless chuckle cut me off.

“You’re really desperate to climb into that bastard’s bed aren’t you? You didn’t