Jason’s steps were fast. He didn’t even wait to see if I could keep up. I followed him into his study room.
There was silence for a few seconds.
I breathed hard, then forced the words out. "Sir, it wasn’t…."
"Don’t," Jason cut me off. His tone was flat.
He crossed his arms and leaned against his desk. "I don’t want to hear it. Whatever version you have, save it."
My throat closed up.
His eyes dropped to my bleeding knee for half a second, then back to my face.
"Listen, Mara. You must stay out of Victoria’s way. Don’t speak to her husband. Never play with her kids. And lastly, be sure as hell never to go near my stepmom without my permission."
I nodded once, too fast.
"Good," he said.
He straightened his back, and glanced at my knee again, then walked to the shelf in the cor
