"Shut up, Miles. No one asked you," she snaps, flicking her meanest look at him before returning to Sara. "What are you still doing here? Go away."
"But.." Sara glances at me and I suppress a groan.
"It's okay, Sara. Thank you for coming out to greet me, but you don't have to. Let's avoid quarrels like this from now on." I turn to Freya, those hazel eyes flare and make me swallow, though my face betrays nothing, cold and impassive, my default settings without a mask. "You should try to behave with our sister, Freya."
She huffs, succulent lips pouted in defiance. s**t, I am staring at her mouth again and I missed whatever she said.
"I understand," Sara nods and walks away. That isn't agreement. That's the kind of retreat that guarantees a call from Mom tonight or early tomorrow. I let
