Axel
Gunner didn't say a word to me before the meeting. I knew he was pissed, even with how good of a poker face he had. The question, though, was he pissed because I was late or because Lizzy hadn't gone home last night? He had said he would stay out of things and let us do our thing. So long as I didn't hurt her. But he was still her father and didn't mean he was happy with things. As we drove out of town, I decided to keep my mouth shut unless he talked to me. Unlike my brother, I learned when to keep my mouth shut and let things play out. If he was pissed because I was late, he was fully justified. I should have been on time. I was here to back him up. If I had been meant to meet him at the meet site and was late like I had been, it could have ended badly for him. If anyone that was a
