"What the hell are you doing here?"
A masculine voice suddenly echoed through the room.
I turned around and found Easton standing in the doorway, glaring at me.
"Easton..." I murmured, getting to my feet. "I wasn't expecting to see you here."
"I could say the same thing."
He folded his arms across his chest.
"Who gave you permission to visit my mother?"
"I don't need anyone's permission to visit your mother," I shot back.
"Actually, you do. No one who's not family is allowed in here."
Oh...
No one had told me that.
"I didn't think it would bother you. I just..."
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around my wrist and shoved me backward.
Before I could process what had happened, Isabella had risen from her chair and stepped protectively in front of me, shielding me from Easton.
"Stay awa
