I stumbled back under the lash of Xander's mental volley. I was reminding him of our father? I flinched; the breath knocked from my chest.
"Asher?" Kiema pushed forward, arms outstretched. "You okay, big brother?"
I nodded, unable to find any words.
Cherry was standing at the far end of the table, looking bright and shiny as a new coin.
"I'm golden." I turned away from them. I hadn't been dressed down like that by Xander in years. I needed a minute.
I heard Cherry say something to Kiema behind me. I couldn't stay there and listen to whatever it was. I had to get out. I needed air. Space.
Ransom walked through the doors.
I knew immediately that he believed I'd gotten in Ki-Ki's face. Why the f**k he would think I'd do such a thing was un-f*****g-believable. Saint would have ripp
