[Tabitha’s POV]
I wasn’t quite sure why I agreed to come out this evening with Anthony and Atticus; maybe it was because I needed a way to calm down after what I did with those vampires, or it was the fact that the mystery behind all those deaths that were occurring had something to do with me. Either way, I was already beginning to regret it as either man sat beside me.
Sighing, I down the drink in front of me before beginning to stand.
“Where are you going?” Anthony demands. “Let me escort you.”
“Bathroom,” I huff, narrowing my gaze. “You aren’t allowed there.”
For a moment, it looks like Anthony is going to argue with me, but before he can, a laugh escapes Atticus that draws Anthony’s attention from me.
“Quit f*****g hovering!" Atticus chuckles. “Can’t you see she is sick of your
