The Buyer Derek Chose Was Already On A Watchlist

your junk.”

“Out.”

He didn’t move. “Mom’s crying.”

I stared at him. “Do you think I care right this second?”

That landed.

Not because it was cruel. Because I’d never spoken to him like that before.

He backed out of the car and stood in the street in his loafers like a man who’d wandered into the wrong meeting. Lauren came onto the porch with their little continue reading …