Knox’s signature frown surfaced as he looked back at her. “Maybe she’s putting on a bullshit act?” I watched the blood drain from Stephanie’s face. “Not that it matters to me,” he said, his tone turning cold. “Apparently all I care about is what’s between her legs.” Panic filled her wide eyes. “Knox—” “Don’t bother,” he snapped at her. “I heard everything.” “I—” she started to say. “You should leave,” he cut her off again.
