Ronan pulls me into the room and shuts the door behind us.
"When are you going to get it through your head that, that mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble?"
I yank my wrist from his grip, my brows drawing together.
"What are you talking about?"
For the first time, Ronan actually looks uncomfortable. He drags a hand through his hair, his jaw tight.
"Only Declan knew this had anything to do with Mercer. Well... now Jasper does too. Thanks for that, by the way."
I let out a disbelieving laugh.
"How the f**k was I supposed to know he wasn't informed? You practically shoved me into a car and told the driver to bring me here. I was working with almost no information, Ronan."
My frustration rises with every word.
"And while we're at it, maybe you forgot to mention this was you
