He stared for a long, silent moment, then directed his impressive glare at Ryleigh. “You wrote that asinine column about us, correct?” Ryleigh’s eyes widened as she nodded. Axton scoffed, his attention once again landing on me. “Such loyal, unselfish friends you have, Miss Saint Lucent. Using you for their own gain.” I flinched. His barb landed because it had felt like that. “She didn’t—” “She did, actually.” Axton folded his arms across his chest, head cocked to one side, daring me to contradict him. I couldn’t. “Would you like to try another excuse or are we through? I’ve got a wife to find
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