Chapter Nineteen
Blake
It felt like I was approaching a crime scene as I closed the gap between Spencer and me. Her tense shoulders told me that her conversation with Mickey didn’t go well, and I couldn’t help but smile at that. The urge to hurt him was a little too intense for my liking, so instead I focused on her, and only her.
I towered over Spencer, using my body as a shield to show unspoken protectiveness.
“Hi.” I smiled down at her beautiful face. Her dark eyes brightened when they met mine.
“I didn’t know you were going to be here.”
“Sarge bought a table and encouraged me to come.” My gaze dropped to her neck, and I saw it contract. It was one of my favorite parts of her. It always gave away her feelings.
“Of course he did.” She rolled her eyes.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah.”
