Chapter 22: Lydia Yale's Midnight Visit

It was Lydia Yale! It was the middle of the night. What was Lydia doing crawling into his bed? Scenes from Candace Scurr's secret video flashed through Ethan Letherdale's mind, and a restless heat surged in his chest. Lydia didn't speak. She simply reached a hand toward him. The lights were already out, and the bed curtains were drawn. Inside, it was pitch-black. Her hand settled on his chest, felt around for a moment, then began to drift lower, slow and deliberate. *Don't tell me…* Ethan's...