Chapter 22
Astrid’s POV
The shrill sound of my phone nearly made me drop it. The name glowing on the screen in bright, damning letters was Micah.
Panic seized me as Rhett’s eyes locked on the device. His entire body went rigid, the muscle in his jaw ticking furiously.
“Shut it off,” he hissed, his breath hot against my ear. He pressed me tighter into the alcove, his frame sheltering me in the shadows.
My fingers scrambled, finally hitting the side button until the ringing cut off.
I had no clue who Rhett was hiding us from.
Just a few feet away, a figure stopped mid-step. The guy's head turned, brows furrowed as he scanned the lobby.
My heart slammed into my ribs. I could barely see the face of the figure as he approached toward us, his gaze narrowing.
“Quiet,” Rhett whispered ag
