“Well, if you guys could manage it with your sparkling personalities, I’m sure I’ll be just fine.” Rich’s gaze swung to me, his silver eyes panicking when he realized he’d offended me. I already knew that wasn’t what he intended. He wanted to protect me, but I could handle myself. I was getting good at dealing with their shit. “No, that’s not—I didn’t mean—” I took his much larger hand in mine and squeezed. “It’s fine. I know.”
