Breanna strode alongside Terrence, miffed at his presence, yet pleased at the same time, a feeling she didn't understand.
For years she'd wandered at will. She didn't need a protector. She could take care of herself. Although judging by the way her heart kept quickening in his presence a chaperone might have proven a good idea. The things she kept thinking about doing to him...
Bad girl!
When he asked her about her visit, she was glad to have something to break the silence. She told him what she and Samantha had found out about their past, anything to stop the steamy thoughts running through her head.
"Wow, that is some pretty intense stuff. Have you and Sam decided what you're going to do about your father? Is Sam going to meet him?"
"I'm going to have a talk with Father. I kind of left him in the lurch yesterday after he told me. Besides, what do you care?"