He glared at me. “What do you think you're doing?”
“Trying to clear the air.”
Another grown escaped Harper's lips. He scrubbed a frustrated hand over his head. “Ah! I should’ve known this was a terrible idea from the get go,” he pushed himself from the table, stomping across the length of the room.
We were the only ones in the VIP section, despite being a fifteen person capacity. Now I was thinking it through, Christopher had had this planned out.
Holding gazes with Alejandro, I asked. “How long did you plan this meeting?”
“Long enough to make you sit down so we could get the culprit behind this.” He fired at me, his tone dripped with impatience. “Look, I don't have time to deal with your excesses. Felix said the rogues wanted you and the ruckus ensued because you were somehow, ma
