Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 284

Just as she turned around, she noticed Jason leaning against the door. His eyes were fixed on her.

"Who called you?" he asked as he approached her.

"My father," Grace answered. "I'm going to go home tomorrow night, so can you ask the driver not to pick me up at the Sanitation Service Center?"

His eyes glistened thoughtfully. "Do you want me to go back with you?"

She looked at him in surprise. Go back with her? Why would he go back with her? Besides, she was going back to deal with her mother's affairs.

"No, I can go back by myself," Grace said. "It's late. I'm going to bed now."

In other words, she was asking him to leave.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, bent down, and picked up a strand of her long hair with his fingers. "Why are you so against me?"

She pressed her lips together and gave no answer.

"Then tell me what I must do so that you'll treat me like you used to." His breath was fragrant like an orchid, and it sprinkled on her face.

He wanted her to smile lovingly at him and speak gently to him as she had done before. Her eyes used to be full of him as if they were mutually dependent on each other.

Like she used to?