Deirdre shook herself awake and unbuckled her seatbelt. “Oh, God. Sorry. I was lost in thoughts. Thanks for bringing me home.”

“Don’t mention it.” Sam hesitated for a moment before asking, “Um, Miss McKinnon, you don’t look so good. Are you okay? Did Mr. Brighthall say something demeaning again?”

Deirdre wished that was the extent of his humiliation back there. She wished that was all it took for this to end.

But Brendan clearly enjoyed dragging it out. Deirdre resented him for it, yet she w