I had already suspected that Reagan won't leave me alone in the same room as Brad. He'd barely even agreed to me coming here. I understand his fear, though.
"I just need a few minutes alone with him..."
"I said, no!" His low menacing growl leaves room for no argument.
My eyes trail to the audience behind us, who were curiously staring at us. They understand immediately when I arch an eyebrow at them and proceed to leave. But Stacy, of course, was reluctant and only leaves when Luna Ciara grabs her wrist and drags her along.
With a sigh, I turn back to my mate, whose eyes are blazing in fury and determination as they stare down at me.
"Reagan," I began, "I won't stay more than I need to..."
"The last time you were alone with him, he tried to mark you. So no, I'm not taking any chances
