I opened my mouth, a soundless question hanging on my tongue, but before I could shape it into words, Hunter took a sudden step forward.
Panic shot through me as I stumbled back, my heel catching the edge of the stone and nearly sending me off balance. His strong, wet hand steadied my elbow, his grip firm and shockingly warm against my skin.
"Easy there, sister-in-law," he murmured lowly.
He didn’t let go right away.
"You were in my way."
I blinked, steadying myself, then pulled my arm from his grasp. In his way? Was that what the chin gesture had meant earlier? Just… move? Why couldn’t he simply use words like a normal person?
Whoever this Hunter was, I knew I needed to avoid him. He was a walking complication, a human lightning rod for trouble, and I felt like I was standing
