Fawn's POV
So this was Ford. Blake's best friend. The one he'd been on the phone with multiple times.
Ford's gaze swept over me, and I felt the assessment like a physical touch. His eyes were cold, I was kinda surprised I didn't get frostbite, he took in every detail of my appearance with the kind of scrutiny that said he was looking for weaknesses.
He hated Cassie. I could see it written all over his face. He was Blake's best friend, of course he hated me. I couldn't blame him, but I will not roll over and take it even if he had an alpha male personality just like Blake. Bring it on baby.
"Cassie," he said, the name sounding like an accusation. "Good to see you... vertical."
"Ford, please don't tell me you visited me in the hospital. I'm not an i***t; it's not a lie I would believe.
