“If you hurt her,” Harper says, poking his chest, “I’ll kill you.” He gives her a curt nod. “Understood.” “Harper, don’t say things you don’t mean,” I say, my gaze darting back and forth to confirm no one overheard her. “She meant it.” When I blink up at Hayden, he stares back, certainty etched into his features. “I’ve seen the eyes of a killer, and she is very serious.” Harper grins maniacally. “Yes, I do. Remember that, Bennett.”
