Appreciating the View

The screech of the chair dragging across the floor was like a knife to Sloane's ears. It made her wince.

She could tell Vaughn was pissed, so she just backed down and didn't dare push him any further.

While Vaughn was heading back to his room, Sloane quickly finished her oatmeal, wiped her mouth, and called out after him.

"Mr. Kingsley, I'm heading out now. Thanks for taking care of me last night.