Chapter 103

Tessa’s POV

“Your memory is shit, Nate,” Carter laughed, taking another big bite of his food. “Also, we aren’t your caretaker. Set an alarm if you want to get here early.”

The man, Nate, was still staring at me blankly. Then, I saw the movement of his nose.

I flushed.

He was smelling me.

“Don...