Chapter 28 Possessive Much?
- GERALD
- Rosa's grip tightened around my hand, and a peal of laughter bubbled in my throat. Who knew she could get so territorial? The faces before me were as unfamiliar as we could be. I didn't recognize any of them, and I wasn't bothered enough to.
- "He said he doesn't know you," Rosa said calmly, pulling me away. "Come, Jonathan must be waiting for us."