“You don’t get to judge me.” Jagger sucked in a tiny breath beside me. She shook her head ever so slightly. “Untouchable,” she said beneath her breath. Colt bent down, leaning in until we were eye to eye. “You should listen to your friend there, princess. I do whatever I want around here. If I want to judge you, then there isn’t a thing you can do about it. Is there?”
