Fear rose into Suki’s chest.
“Oh no,” Suki whispered.
Reynard and Brendan looked her way, immediately alerted by the change in her tone.
“What’s wrong?” Rey asked.
Not responding, Suki continued to stare at her phone long enough for another text to come through.
ERIN: I’m almost at your place. We need to talk.
Suki frantically rushed around, grabbing her clothes off the floor, and slipped them back on. She fixed her hair in the mirror, the panic painted across her face only worsening.
Brendan looked at Reynard, who shared the same worried expression. The two stood and quickly put their clothes on, too.
As Suki hastened over to the door, Brendan sped in front of her, blocking her way, and held onto her shoulders. “Love, what is going on?”
She looked up at Brendan, her mouth
