Lock had been volcanic with rage, but he’d held it back. Archer hadn’t taken his watchful gaze off me the whole night and then, as he’d heard that I’d be moving in with them, his eyes had turned from pale blue to silver. Seb had clenched his jaw. And Coop? I looked at him now, watching him mouth the same words he’d whispered across the dining table as Mum and Adam had brought the dinner in. You’re fucked.
