They meant to be in front of her? Heidi frowns. They've got to be kidding her.
Her eyes narrow, the motion a reflex that might hide fear if she squints hard enough. "I'm already in enough trouble because of you two. Why? You may ask. Well, let me enlighten you. Those stupid girls are onto me because in their delusional minds, they believe each one of you belongs to them. So unless you come to hand me a pardon, you can…"
Morgan doesn't wait to hear the rest. He closes the distance between them in three quiet, predatory strides and his hand is on her forearm before her brain has time to catch up. The touch is firm but not rough; it pins her by the elbow as if to steady a sparking wire.
His eyes… those unreadable forest green eyes fix on hers and the air around them compresses.
"Someone bothering you?" he asks, the words deceptively casual, except the murderous intent behind them is too chilling to be ignored.
