“I’m not going to run again. I let myself panic and got scared. It was stupid and reckless, and I don’t want to do that again. I don’t want to put any of you through that again. I won’t run.”
The tension seemed to dissipate in a moment, and Asher let out another snort, as if he had known what my answer was going to be. There was relief in his eyes, though, when he glanced at me.
“Knew you wouldn’t,” he said, a smirk attempting to cover the relief written on his face. “No one runs away from the pretty face of Brennan. The man looks like he was carved from the heavens.”
Tarrin let out a long-suffering sigh. “Ignore him. He’s an idiot.”
I gazed between the two of them, trying to figure out what was going on. They had spent days basically ignoring me. Tarrin had helped me on and off my ho
