“Why did you let her talk to you like that?” I turned and Reece was way closer than I expected. My mug bumped against his chest. I backed up, but there was nowhere to go, my butt hitting the door and making it rattle in the frame. “Like what?” He got even closer. The backs of my fingers pressed against his chest. His heartbeat drummed against them. “Like a total bitch.” His eyes bored into mine. “She’s…” I shrugged. “Alexa.” “She’s an asshole and I don’t like her talking to you like that.” Anger radiated off him and he stared at the door over my shoulder like he had laser vision.
