Apollo
I didn’t get much time with Charlie after the kiss.
After the way she leaned into me like she belonged there — like we belonged — after her laugh, her hands gripping the front of my shirt...
Of course the world had to crash in and ruin it.
Cyrus flagged me down near the main house, his face tight with urgency.
Not good. Very not good.
"Boss," he said, voice low. "We’ve got a situation."
My gut twisted. I already knew it wasn’t going to be good — it was never good when Cyrus had that you’re gonna want to punch something look on his face.
"Talk," I said, falling into step beside him as he led me away from the courtyard where Charlie and Noah were laughing about something.
We ducked behind one of the outbuildings, just enough privacy to speak freely. The late afternoon air
