Hardin's POV
"Tess—" the word caught on my lips as I watched her slam the door so hard even the deaf could tell exactly what it meant.
Carl's gaze settled on me, giving me that look of "Are you still going to keep holding back your feelings from her?"
Meanwhile, the one who had caused this entire mess settled in beside me, staring at me like I was some kind of—
"Seriously? You're really going to f**k your sister? Oh! My bad." I watched her snap her fingers, playing it up dramatically for the room while Carl just stood there watching her perform what looked like a small breakdown.
As much as she knew I was seriously injured, the Hardin she knew never let her get this close after the nonsense stunt she'd pulled with my mother a couple of months after Tessa left for Paris. That was exact
