It was a bit funny, the way Francia sneered at Candido and how offended he looked. I didn’t think there were very many people who would chance getting on his bad side, but Francia didn’t seem to care. To be fair, I got the sense that Francia was far older than anyone else in the room. I bet we all looked pretty childish to her no matter how mature we might be.
Still, I would never want to be on the other side of Candido’s glare. I looked up at him as his expression turned angry. He bared his teeth at her and his eyes flashed.
“You don’t know—”
“He can be,” Vanessa said, cutting in. Candido’s mouth clicked shut. His nostrils flared like he wanted to speak, but he was holding back. It was kind of amazing that someone could make him be quiet like that. “As his father and so many other men
