C35 Chapter Thirty Five

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

A scowl draped over his features as he gave her a once over. I look from Debbie to him, itching to leave because I was not comfortable. Her furious face spoke volumes, I didn't need to hear her voice to know she was angry, and that anger was probably directed at me. Forcing the lump in my throat down, rather than whimpering like a child, I start to pull my hand from his