Calculated Surrender

NOLAN’S POV

I walked back into the house with the box in my hands, my mind already three steps ahead of everything else.

Gemma looked up immediately, her eyes narrowing slightly as she noticed what I was holding. “What’s that?” I didn’t answer. I didn’t even look at her.

Instead, I walked straight past her and headed for my room like she wasn’t even there. “Nolan,” she called after me, irritation