“Did you know and not tell me?” His jaw dropped open. “I was dealing with a lot of shit, Lu. Bombings and traitors and finding out I had a sister.” “You should have told me,” she insisted. “Especially when you found out Skye was a Dashkov.” He leaned down until their noses were centimeters apart. “And I told you I had other stuff going on.” They stared at each other for a minute before,
