Derek's POV:
Standing there, against the wall, he didn't really look angry with me even though I'm sure he knows what just happened with Julianne. I looked into his expression for longer than I probably should, mostly to see if I could figure anything out with his intentions with her. I looked for signs of jealousy, hurt, anger, happiness, anything in any way that might give me a clue. Nothing, absolutely nothing on his expression. He literally was looking at me like he would during a meeting, a true poker face.
"I don't really have anything to say to you anymore." I snapped at him as I walked past him to go to my own room.
He still pisses me off. The fact that he has that anklet on her, claiming it's a tracking device just to keep her from leaving, just angers me to the core. Even afte
