A Crushing Truth

GENEVIEVE'S POV

A flicker of confusion crossed his face, and he tilted his head.

“My girlfriend?” he asked, his tone lazy around the edges.

I cocked my head to the side and scoffed. “What? That guest room is literally stocked with women's stuff.”

He took a few steps back and leaned against the kitchen island. “And?”

Was he seriously asking me that? “And what? Are you going to tell me those are you