“No,” Calista said to Jaxon, with a tone that left no room for argument.
She wasn't going to ride with some security she didn't know. And she most definitely won't be going to work looking over her shoulder. She wasn't going to do that. It reminded her of why she didn't want to be in this life, and she didn't need that reminder. Not now, when her decision was still fresh and not solid. She might change her mind. She didn't want to do that.
Jaxon looked like he wanted to argue. “It's for your—”
“No, Jaxon,” she cut him off, her voice like steel, looking at him straight in the eyes. She didn't elaborate why. She just left it at that. The group watched them, their eyes going from one person to another.
He looked at her for a while, his jaw clenched, before he nodded. “Very well.”
She
