Chapter Twenty-Seven
Her words cut through me and I snapped my jaw shut. “I wouldn’t do anything to hurt Talon.”
“You just being here, making him think that he can have a normal life puts him in danger.” She said, her lips twisting into a snarl. “You make him weak.”
The door opened and Talon stepped into the hallway. He gave me a smile, unaware of what Bridgette had said to me. “Bridgette, this is Nevie.”
“I figured,” she said, smiling up at him. Bridgette’s entire demeanor changed as she looked up at Talon. Her face lit up as she stretched her arms over her head. Sticking her chest out before dropping her hands to the couch. “We were just having a chat.”
“I hope it was a good one.” Talon said, tucking his wallet into his back pocket as he walked around the couch. I looked away from T
