Bone doesn’t just stare.
He stands so fast his chair topples behind him, clattering to the floor and drawing more attention than the shouting already has. His fists clench at his sides, jaw locked tight, and the way he shoulders past Amber without so much as a glance makes it clear she was never the one he cared about.
Rose doesn’t see him at first, still wrapped around Ghost like she’s trying to forget her own name. Her eyes are closed, lips swollen from their kiss, and Ghost is grinning like he knows exactly what he’s done.
But when Bone reaches the table, it all happens fast.
He grabs the back of Rose’s shirt and yanks hard, pulling her off Ghost’s lap so suddenly she lets out a yelp. She stumbles, caught between them, and Ghost rises with the calm of a man who expected this.
“Get
