Desiree pov
The moment the word left his mouth, he slammed his hand over his mouth shut but it was too late.
My stomach twisted.
“Rogue situation?” I repeated slowly, folding my arms across my chest. “Care to explain?”
Grayson leaned casually against a nearby tree, his dark eyes glinting with amusement.
“Oh, I thought you knew,” he said lazily.
Brandon shot him a murderous glare.
“You had no right to bring that up,” Brandon growled.
“And you had no right to keep her in the dark,” Grayson shot back immediately. “She’s not some fragile doll you can hide behind walls.”
Zachary stepped forward, placing himself slightly between the two men.
“That’s enough,” he said firmly.
But the tension between them was thick enough to choke on.
I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers against my tem
