“You,” Frankie says tiredly, pointing at me as he closes the door behind him, “are not allowed to ask anything about this. You got that? Also, you never, ever saw it. I was here all night.”
I put my hands up, letting him know that I agree to these terms.
“Good,” Frankie murmurs, and he sighs with relief. “I’m going to bed,” he says, kicking off his shoes and heading down the hall.
“The hell you are!” Nico calls after him. “You’re on babysitting duty with me!”
“What!?” Frankie shouts, turning in disbelief. “She doesn’t need two of us to watch her –“
“Boss’s orders,” Nico says, crossing his arms and shaking his head. “Take it up with him.”
I scowl along with Frankie, hating that Christian is making both of his bodyguards miserable for the sake of keeping me safe or whatever, even thoug
