SONYA'S POV
Derek leads me out to the back patio, far enough from the dining room that we won't be overheard. The night air is cool, and I wrap my arms around myself, suddenly wishing I'd brought a jacket.
"Here." Derek shrugs off his bomber jacket and drapes it over my shoulders.
"Thanks."
We stand in uncomfortable silence for a moment. I can hear crickets chirping, the distant sound of traffic, anything but the words neither of us wants to say first.
"So," Derek finally says. "You and Reign."
"It's not what you think."
"What do I think?" He turns to face me, and in the moonlight, I can see how tired he looks. "Because from where I'm standing, the girl I've known for six years just moved in with my brother, my dangerous, unpredictable brother, and won't tell me why."
"You know why
