Sable
We returned to the mansion, and as we entered, dinner had already started. Even Brant was there.
We walked over to the dining table. “Good evening,” we both said as Joss took his seat. I remained standing beside Rhett.
“Dani told me Joss took you out because you had a bad day… what happened?” Rhett asked, his voice gentle but curious.
My eyes met Brant’s across the table—his gaze was unreadable, intense in a way that made my skin prickle.
“It’s nothing for you to worry about,” I replied, clutching the packaged ice cream in my hand like it could protect me.
Rhett glanced between Brant and me, then gave a small nod. “Alright. Why don’t you put that away and come join us for dinner?” he said, just as Dani emerged from the kitchen with plates for both Joss and me.
We sat and ate t
