Alex’s POV
The thought of Rhett taking me to Winchester discomforted me. I have been trying to avoid him, heck all three of the Alcatraz brothers. Things were getting out of hand; my feelings, the way my body aches when I’m in their presence, the ways were suddenly embroidered into each other, losing all senses. I couldn't also predict how Rhett would behave or how I would around him.
Mrs. Gunner had said it so casually over breakfast, but I’d seen the flicker of something behind her calm eyes — calculation, maybe amusement. Everyone else had noticed the tension or current in the room. At least, I suspected Father did.
I wasn’t sure if I was nervous… or something else entirely.
I’d gone upstairs to grab a book from the library before going to join him in his car, something to make the
