LIAM POV
I did not like the way that man looked at Penny.
Actually, no.
I hated it.
It was not even a dramatic look. No leer. No threat. No obvious disrespect I could grab by the throat and use as an excuse to put myself between him and her.That man apparently, only watched her with a kind smile and ancient eyes that missed nothing, and somehow that was worse.
Because I felt it.
The focus.
The attention.
The quiet pressure of someone studying something that should have been mine in another dimension without asking permission first.
Penny was eating like she had not been bothered, which was either a lie or a miracle. Knowing her, probably the first. She sat across from me in the common room with her tray half-demolished already, hair still messy from the hospital, cheeks a little p
