“I hate leaving you with her,” she admitted.
“You're not leaving me with her. You're leaving me to handle her.”
“That sounds suspiciously like the same thing.”
“It isn't.”
Harper rolled her eyes, but there wasn't enough energy behind it to make it convincing. “Whatever…. I'm going home.”
Rhett stepped closer and lowered his voice. “And Harper?”
She looked at him. “Don't tell Sage what happened tonight. Not yet.”
Harper's expression immediately fell. That was going to be the hardest part.
She could lie to police. She could lie to club members. She could probably lie to half the world if she had to. But Sage? Sage would look directly into her eyes and know something was wrong before Harper even opened her mouth.
Harper nodded anyway. “I'll try.”
“That's all I'm asking.”
She turned
