Chapter 40 Sable
- Sable
- None of the men answer my question right away. They grow silent, tossing secret glances around at each other as if hoping someone else will take the lead.
- Ridge’s handsome face settles into a look of quiet resignation, while Archer’s lips turn down into something that looks like pity. Or maybe even disgust? Trystan just looks angry, his blue-green eyes churning with agitation.