Josiah’s eyes snap to my face. Even Brother Raj does a little double take. But I stay still, caught in a trap sprung by two men so much more powerful than I am.
“I… I…” I can’t seem to get the words out.
Suddenly, Phoenix bounds up the steps, grabs my face in one huge hand, and wrenches my jaw to the side so I have no choice but to look at him.
“Tell me!” he orders. “And don’t you dare f*****g lie.”
The mere touch of his hand—even if it’s an angry grasp, a furious grasp—has my brain short-circuiting. The truth slips from my lips despite myself.
“Yes.”
He pushes me backwards. I stumble and almost trip over my skirt before I manage to grab hold of the pulpit and keep from falling.
The icy stare is back on his face. He meets me with that cold gaze before he turns it on Josiah.
“Ask me
