SARAH
The mention of Julian’s name brings a frown to my face. Really? Of all the people or things Malachi could blame?
I whip my head to Malachi so fast I nearly snap my neck. He’s not looking at me though. As a matter of fact, he seems intent on looking at everyone and everything but me.
His whole body is stiff with his shoulders tight as I watch his jaw tick. His fists are clenched like he’s getting ready to murder someone.
Someone named Julian Cross.
“Julian Cross?” Jaxon arches a brow. From the tone of his voice, I can tell I’m not the only one who finds the assumption utterly ridiculous.
“That doesn’t even make sense.” He continues.
Jaxon takes the words right out of my f*****g mouth.
“He’ll have to be crazy to do something like that.” Ronan adds.
I look to Malachi for
