CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
THE MOON
REED’S POV
She’s fine. She has to be fine. I mean, it’s Scarlett we’re talking about. The fiercest person I’ve ever met. The kind of woman who could make hell freeze over with a single glare and still have the audacity to look bored while doing it. In all my years, I’ve never met anyone like her. Someone so viciously feral it teeters on the edge of admiration and outright intimidation. The world bends around people like Scarlett or breaks.
“If she says she’s going to be fine, then she will be fine, right?” I stop pacing long enough to set my glass of freshly squeezed orange juice onto the mahogany table, the clink louder than it should be in the quiet room. That should have been liquor in the glass. Really, what the f**k has this woman done to me? It’s lik
