I do not protest even as he steers me. I know he won’t listen to me even if I do so there’s no need to. I won’t appear small or weak in his eyes. His steering me down the hall is something he can afford to do because he’s bigger and stronger than I am.I won’t appear weaker by putting up a futile pr
Once I'm back inside Bridget leans on the table, arms crossed and a frown on her face. I wish I could tell her I just did something I have never done before in all my years.I wish I could tell her of how I just told Malachi Finn to go fuck himself and how cool I felt while I was doing it, except so
She’s right. It always has, but hearing your friend sing absolute nonsense always has the effect of making you laugh half your brains out. It’s a deal already, I can see it in her eyes so there’s no need for a confirmation.I blow Bridget a benevolent kiss as I make my way up the stairs of the mans
My grip on Tieran’s dinner is very tight even as we ride in the car. Edgar insisted he ride with me and educated me on exactly how good he is with a gun.I feel like I should take shooting classes too. I might never have to wield a gun, but knowing I can wield one should make me a bit safe, right?
Bridget’s pov.There’s a line outside the bar and I wait until it decreases before I go in. Keeping myself undercover and inconspicuous has never been my style but for the sake of what’s at hand, I have to do it.I’ve never had any problem sticking out like a sore thumb. In fact I’ve always been abl
She says she’s just trying to fill in the space that was left with Antonia’s departure. She says it in this obviously overbearing tone that says we can all go fuck ourselves. She thinks she’s the new CEO in Malachi’s absence.” David chuckles bitterly and sighs, “No offense to Antonia, work was much
Antonia’s pov.There’s basically no one at home when I get back.My father isn’t back and I don't think Bridget is either. I look at the time and see it’s past 8. I spent a lot of time at the park. A bit of guilt runs through my heart when I think of that. My hold on the drawing pad in my hands als
I ask, “Did something good happen today?”My father gives a hearty laugh and exclaims, “Something great happened.” He moves in closer and proceeds to speak under his breath, “You remember that investment I spoke to you about a while ago?”It takes a while but the afternoon comes back and I nod. I ca