A pair of dark, shiny eyes wandered around the room, thinking left and right, and still couldn't come up with a decent plan.
If it was too mild, there'd be no fun in screwing him over.
If it was too harsh, she honestly couldn't think of anything, and even if she did, she wouldn't have the heart to do it.
But just letting Faye off the hook like this—she was unwilling.
As she was thinking, her stomach gave a loud growl.
Tessa Caldwell let out a sigh, scratched her hair in irritation, then lazily got up and slowly made her way to the kitchen.
She planned to whip up something to pad her stomach first, then straighten up the sofa she'd messed into a disaster before Faye came downstairs, so he wouldn't notice anything off.
Once she reached the kitchen, Tessa opened the fridge, and when she saw it was crammed full of snacks, drinks, and fruit, a spark flashed through her mind and her eyes instantly lit up.
Got it!
