A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 461

In the bathroom, the man let out a soft curse. "I said abs," he called out. "Where did your mind go?"

“...”

It dawned on Elissa that whenever she was in the same room with him, her thoughts took a wild turn, invariably heading straight for the gutter. Thankfully, the bathroom door was closed, so he couldn't see the blush creeping up her neck.

Through the frosted glass, Rowan saw the shadow outside his door flit away in what looked like embarrassed haste. A faint smile touched his chiseled features. He walked over to the sink, and his eyes immediately landed on his electric toothbrush, sitting right next to hers. She had never put it away. That meant… Frank had definitely never stayed here.

The thought was enough to almost completely dispel the frustration he felt about the baby. Hearing the sound of the shower, Elissa leaned against her bed, her mind racing. She thought about his toothbrush, still in her bathroom, and the fact that there was only one bath towel. Her face grew hotter. Knowing his style, he would probably feel perfectly entitled to crawl into her bed later.

Elissa gently poked her stomach through her clothes, muttering under her breath, "When you come out, you better not inherit your father's demanding and unreasonable nature." But then again, genetics were a tricky thing.

She wasn't the only one with a troubled mind. Carmela was in a state of shock after the turn of events at Old Mr. Wilkinson's birthday banquet. That shameless, scheming Marcia was actually the long-lost daughter of the Wilkinson family? It was almost unbelievable.

Back at the Atwater family's Cresthaven villa, Carmela was a bundle of nerves, torn between joy and apprehension. She was thrilled that this new development created a family tie between the Atwaters and the Wilkinsons. But she was also terrified because she knew Marcia’s vindictive nature. There was no way Marcia would say anything good about the Atwaters to her new family. The more she thought about it, the more restless she became.

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