TREY
"Are you f*****g serious right now, sweetheart?"
The words come out extremely raspy and rough as I stare at Skylar. She looks like a tiny storm packed into a five-foot-five frame. But beneath all that fiery defiance, I can see the subtle tremor in her hands.
Hazel eyes on mine, her voice wobbles a little before she steadies it, pleading with her gaze. "T-Trey... c'mon. Just tell her."
"Hmm." That’s all the answer I give, letting the silence stretch as I watch her.
Chest heaving, her mouth parts like she’s about to push me further, to goad me into giving her the answer she wants. But she doesn’t get the chance to because Natalia’s grating-ass voice comes through at that moment.
"Are you seriously doing this right now, Skylar?" she cackles, tossing bleached-blonde hair over her
