Chapter 65

• He arches an eyebrow, his smile sliding away. “Explain.” I’ve heard that sound in his voice before, and it doesn’t bode well. But fuck, I have to do something. I have to keep her in mind, even if he won’t.
• “You know how emotional she gets,” I explain, rolling my eyes. I hardly know what I’m saying. It’s like another part of my brain kicked into gear to protect me from stepping over the line and ending up with a bullet in my brain. “You don’t want her throwing a fit in front of your guests. Not a great first impression.”
• His eyebrows shoot up. “See? This is why I rely on you. You’re right. I don’t want her causing some big, emotional scene. She’ll probably have a lot of questions and maybe some worries.”