CHAPTER TWENTY
“Are you f*****g him?” Blade hissed.
We were sitting in the middle of the van. Guards surrounded us. The woman was in front of us, sitting with her head down and shoulders hunched forward. Her hands were in her lap as if they were tied, but I knew they weren’t. Blade’s weren’t either. That was a liberty given to them.
I refused to glance over at Kai, who sat near me, his back against the side of the van beside his men. He almost looked like one of the guards—dressed the same, the same stony expression on his face.
“No. And we can talk later.”
Blade glared at Kai. “Really? You sure about that?” He raised his voice. The words were for me. The attitude for Kai.
I couldn’t stop myself. I looked over. Kai was ignoring Blade, his gaze focused solely on me.
I swallowed over
